[Intro] Thriller than the thrillest f** that b**h the realest Middle fingers up, It's like motherf** your feelings I said thriller than the thrillest f** that b**h the realest [Verse 1] Ok I'm nr.1 tell who tack it I'm back up on my shi-shi-sh** Suicidal self got a minute like Back off my wrist wrist wrist My team is too exclusive Your team is full of actors b**h I'm a f**ing movement Yeah I'm practically the casher We might be out in Vegas Next week we in Tabago I swear we f**ing hungry b**h, We eating off your table Got a mend all the plane And the skit's so plain Money on my mind and the sh** gon' rain Whole bunch of b**hes tryin ' to do it like I can But you do it like I can but the sh**'s so lame Your sh** so lame to get like me You gotta twist your brain b**h twist your sane, If your sh**'s hash, my sh**'s c**aine My sh** c**aine, don't pay no mind, my sh** no brain My sh** so edgie, sh** so cla**ic, I wonder that's my sh** so vain Y'all n***as don't understand, Must be one of my a** like underpants And I'm over y'all a** like smuddering And I'm smuddering and I'm covering I'm covering my tracks, Telling b**hes that I watch their back Tell 'em hoes I'm about my money Tell 'em b**hes better have my stacks oh [Chorus] Thriller than the thrillest f** that b**h the realest Middle fingers up, It's like motherf** your feelings I said motherf** your feelings I'm realer than the realest Middle fingers up b**hes Motherf** your feelings [Verse 2] Like off in the world I was made to shine And I'm about to blow up like it rains inside me Y'all low motherf**ers that the way you talk And everything I spit, hot like Satans alive The greatness, they less I'm awesome peak And I don't wanna wait b**h, Dawson's Creek Thinking I put us together, we are not conjuction Think you looking like a male b**h, high consumption Way too many screws lose connected like bluetooth Writing on a patch b**h connected like blues clues True girl, and yeah I'm nasty like school flu Realest and the latest looking at me like who's who Damn they looking at me like, who's who? b**h, I'm looking at you like, who you? I know I'm the best digging anybody's grave I ain't next to nobody, I'm the first in your haze n***a [Chorus: x2] Thriller than the thrillest f** that b**h the realest Middle fingers up, 'Cause it's motherf** your feelings I said motherf** your feelings I'm realer than the realest Middle fingers up b**hes Motherf** your feelings