| Fuck nigga step to me hesistate |
| Watch what the record say |
| Listen, watch saber slay |
| I’ll let you niggas play |
| Then i might end ya day |
| Then i might take ya bitch |
| Nut on her face |
| Watch it ricochet |
| Then kick her out my place |
| New flow from outer space |
| In the house like Kyle Massey |
| Tom Brady yo bitch i just pass her |
| I skirt in the whip, yes im master |
| Hot like the desert she strokin' my cactus |
| Yell at the bitch if she fuck up my mattress |
| Tweak on a nigga that call me a rapper |
| Fuck up the beat that’s a natural disaster |
| Comin' from the sewer, nasty |
| Cash me outside, bitch don’t at me |
| I know i’m good i boast i’m braggin' |
| Breakfast pussy, toast and rappers |
| Mary had me flow immaculate |
| Movin', all my niggas packin' |
| Bravo, all you niggas actin |
| Encore, all my niggas clappin' |
| Gorilla saber silverbackin' |
| Bazooka for my dick I’m blastin' |
| Fuck her fuckin' break her back in |
| Broke my fingers fuckin' snappin' |
| Bake sale you niggas get cooked for the low |
| Talk shit then you just might get baked for the free |
| All of these niggas still screamin' on bass |
| But none of these niggas is fuckin' wit me |
| None of you niggas is fuckin' wit I |
| Might smoke a J put the K to yo face |
| And none of you niggas can fuck with a god |
| Repo repo I’m takin' yo place |
| Y’all fuckin' wit my high today |
| Go broke i just might rob a bank |
| Kill pussy they can’t stop me ay |
| 7 kill streak call in chopper ay |
| Can’t fuck wit no impostor ay |
| Fear me I’m a monster ay |
| Listen to what monster say |
| Turn yo noodle into pasta ay |
| Face fuckin' titty grabber |
| Omg the flow elaborate |
| Niggas fallin' off n gaspin' |
| Dying at my feet I’m laughin' |
| Lets collab y’all make sick |
| Whats the email suck my dick |
| Won’t use my dick ill use my fist |
| Pussy creamin' on my wrist |
| Oh my god this nigga twisted |
| Tornado all these niggas bitches |
| They aimin' at the top and missin' |
| Yo bitch gone ask her friend who is it |
| Ram horn, trench coat wearin' |
| Never seen it now they starin' |
| Back stage these bitches glarin' |
| They on my dick and sharin' |
| Don’t copy me bitch |