[Intro]
Write this sh** so crazy my mothaf**in' hands need straight jackets homeboy
Yea! H-Town's best!
k**a!
Run it!
[Verse]
The game full of trash a** n***as
f** a booth, they should be rapping in trash bags n***a
Boosie locked up, I'm the last bada** n***a
Bebe Kid on the beat, I'm a bada** n***a
I hear the naysayers but I don't pay them no mind
My street credit great, why the f** I need a cosign?
So I'mma shine on these p**y n***as 'til they go blind
And keep it real while you fake n***as do some more lying
He better than me? You high - go do some more lines
You know it's a wrap when the clock's saying showtime
Presidential Rollie, yellow gold day day
Time money, everyday payday, even today date
Hotter than a May date, that's the reason they hate
It's sick to they stomachs - what the f** they ate?
Been the nicest in the city since The Grey Tape
And my flow so dope, I should wrap it in gray tape
Brick n***a, used to wrap bricks n***a
Now every line is c**aine, I rap bricks n***a
Diamonds in my chain, I can rap b**h n***a
They let k**a in the game, it's a wrap b**h n***a
That's a burrito, they ain't f**ing with me no
I came to save the day - I'm the rap game hero
Wolverine, Texas, not the Michigan n***a
Pockets looking extra puffy like the Michelin n***a
Bad b**h, pretty face, a** ridiculous n***a
Nasty b**h - I call her black licorice n***a
I know they sick of me n***a, my presence got them throwin' up
(?) long as Uncle Muddy pourin' up
H-Town wordplay, flow like the Hudson River
n***as can't f** with me lyrically no discussion
I hush them, they can't touch him, barely (?)
You rap n***as just a bunch of clowns, Steven Carell
40 year old virgins, they ain't f**ing with me
k**a got it covered, (?) f**ing with me
Uppercla**man, I done already graduated
Valedictorian, you boring, over-exaggerated