[Hook: SwampDaddy C]
You're n***a rich; f** your phantom
I just jizzed on your panda
Lean rappers; I can't stand 'em
Future rides dicks by the tandem
[Verse 1: SwampDaddy C]
They call you "Lil Uzi"
Cuz thats what you're packing
Lets see if my 12 gauge can stop
Your f**ing lips from smacking
You said you were a rockstar on ebro
But I'll leave you knocked out like Deebo
Shoot Lil Uzi; co*k back and reload
Yeah, you was right, your money longer
But when it comes to dick
You're a monger
You acting like a b**h, might get an oscar
Just getting started this sh** ain't finished
The sh** you spit ain't even english
Lucky for you I'm a f**ing linguist
Pinche puta, chupa mi culo
Métetelo por el verga, cabron puto
I bring my dogs
n***a, thats cujo
Did barney cum on your hair
That sh**'s two tone
Future's just talk
My n***as come shoot tho
[Interlude: SwampDaddy C & Donk-E]
[Hook: Donk-E]
You're n***a rich; f** your phantom
I just jizzed on your panda
Lean rappers; I can't stand 'em
Future rides dicks by the tandem
[Verse 2: Donk-E]
Drake the type of n***a to buy his ex a necklace
I'm that type of n***a to group text all my ex's
Guess that's why we live in Texas
Ay yo, Future, check this
Probably still ride the metro
While ugly b**hes ridin' metro (boomin)
Your sh**'s queer, I just keep it hetero
OD on the lean I hope you let go
Desiigner broke; where'd all his checks go?
Probably to the pen' with Gucci
Or seized on a plane like Tunechi
f** Juicy, he's as dry as Fuji
I spit flames
This is the credit to your movie, b**h
[Interlude 2: SwampDaddy C & Donk-E]
[Hook: SwampDaddy C & Donk-E]
You're n***a rich; f** your phantom
I just jizzed on your panda
Lean rappers; I can't stand 'em
Future rides dicks by the tandem
[Verse 3: Donk-E]
n***as drop albums every year
Tons of music but nothing to hear
You always say “swerve”, but you b**hes never steer
Double cups turn purple and your english never clear
I keep it 100, while you b**hes sipping Everclear
Got no balance, you must've lost your inner ear
You're quote unquote “lit”, but I got the chandelier
My crystals got clarity
[Verse 4: SwampDaddy C]
Their Cristal's got them sounding like a parody
Slur every f**ing word, n***as need speech therapy
Choose your words so carefully
You're sounding like a charity
You're getting kicked out like just another cherokee
Walk your trail of tears back home
Or take your spot on the electric throne
Let this execution be shown
When this hollow point hits your dome
The hammer's gonna drop
When I pull the trigger on my chrome