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i see right through all of them
like they all be some ghosts
got too much water i’m submerged

so like a whale i’m boutta blow
i’ve been the kid since like grade 6
but was homeschooled so you wouldn’t know
was shy a bit then i learned to spit i knew it was my time to grow

i made some diss tracks yeah i miss that
so i might go back to those
but for right now i’ll drop your jaws just like a bhaddie with no clothes
i’ll try my hardest not to let y’all down like bhaddies wearing clothes
you pull your words right out your ass
i pull my sh+t straight from the soul

cuz b+tch i’m a landmine
if you can’t find me
i’m right under your nose boutta blow
like a black guy f+cking fat white cheeks
i got no self control
when i’m old still won’t be anyone that can rap like me
i won’t stand idly
i’d rather crack my t++th
than see wack mcs try to act like me

i’m back and i don’t give a f+ck
maybe first time you heard me huh
cuz i’ve been doing this for fun
since day 1 they told me “you don’t try enough”
b+tch i’m not tryna be the one
to leave em all in the dust
i’d rather put em all in cuffs
lock em up
make em think bout what they’ve done

cuz they done messed everything up
pouring way too much sh!t in their cup
what happened to falling in love
these days rappers all got a b+tch on their thumb
they f+cked the game now it’s ruined
so i gotta show em how to do it
i wish they’d stop breathing
got a brain for a reason
so tell me why don’t you f+ckin use it

see me and my neck be froze
feel like gold
if i’m ever mad enough then your motherf+ckin knees get broke
i see my goals i reach for those
cuz money ain’t enough
no i just wanna be a pro at being cold just with this flow
somebody they look up if they just really need a quote
i’ll be the goat can see me grow
journey finna be tough but i see the light green to go
her a cheeks are cold i free my load
cuz i’m tryna warm them up she bending over she can see her toes
i teach these hoes to be like those
that you see on p+rnhub she doin good i just jizzed my clothes
i’m feeling old these kiddies bold
saying they already won but i beat the race years ago
i need my bros i need my foes
cuz they help me grow up and understand it ain’t an easy road

i drip drop on a b+tch or thot
with the wrist the watch
it make her wanna sit on top
chained up toilet got this sh+t on lock
i’ve been the boss
moves all big like rick not ross
my sh+t it pops
your sh+t all flops
no flip but i flipped em off
they don’t f+ck with pace?
b+tch i spit how i race
so if we’re getting chased
i’m not the one who’s getting caught

a lotta of these people don’t know my real name but i promise they know i’m the kid
been sick since i learned how to spit on the mic is where i come alive no one topping this sh+t
biscuit what i’m ready risk if i’m shooting my shot with a chick man you know i won’t miss
big tip what i give my waitress cuz she’s sweet but she told me she’s looking for the other tip

you burn your lip when you pull too far on a spliff burn mine when i spit like this
thicc b+tch with the curves i bet she like to drift by the way that she handle my stick so quick
too sick what i’ve been like a kid who just ate a bunch of sh+t and decided to go out for a little swim
tick tick boutta blow i admit no one knows how i spit so many flows i get you thinking i’m a hose b+tch
freestyle i never wrote this
need another whole spliff
see me with a bag
and i ain’t talking tote b+tch
not too much of a youngin but i’m not hag no i’m not an old b+tch

cuz b+tch i’m a landmine
if you can’t find me
i’m right under your nose boutta blow
like a black guy f+cking fat white cheeks
i got no self control
when i’m old still won’t be anyone that can rap like me
i won’t stand idly
i’d rather crack my t++th
than see wack mcs
try to act like me

i’m back and i don’t give a f+ck
maybe first time you heard me huh
cuz i’ve been doing this for fun
since day 1 they told me “you don’t try enough”
b+tch i’m not tryna be the one
to leave em all in the dust
i’d rather put em all in cuffs
lock em up
make em think bout what they’ve done

cuz they done messed everything up
pouring way too much sh+t in their cup
what happened to falling in love
these days rappers all got a b+tch on their thumb
they f+cked the game now it’s ruined
so i gotta show em how to do it
i wish they’d stop breathing
got a brain for a reason
so tell me why don’t you f+ckin use it



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