Ok so I might not be faster than a kid named George Watsky He'd guilt at the sight of me he looks like a gummy and he's silly I know I'm better and he won't beat me I take him out of my hair like he's a flea I don't wanna see this dude try to rap battle me at all I got a Glock not afraid to use it at all he don't get chicks he won't get no calls Man look at his hairstyle got a thick widow's peak man He can call me out if he reads these bars But I choke my opponent drop em in a car And then it gets crushed watch Scooby Doo I got a crew and this man thinks he's a good white rapper he poop He can't talk or even walk all he douse is stalk My bars are sharp like the vision of a hawk Man I rock I'm bout to shock better tighten that lock Anybody order some knuckle sandwiches I cut em up make em all get stitches Cuz man do I hate snitches