[Verse 1]
First off I’m the mothaf*ckin’ best, ow
Put the game in a mothaf*ckin’ head lock
I’m screaming out “Yass Bish”
Like I just did a mothaf*ck’ death drop
I’m the mothaf*ckin’ n*gga that they talk ‘bout
‘Bout to show these rap n*ggas what the f*cks up
Make this sh*t look easy like putt putt
Got the boy prissy n*ggas all bucked up, like
[Hook]
(Yass bish, yass) x12
I walked in the building and he told his friend
I walked in the building and he told his friend
I know you see me just give me my tents
I walked in the building and he told his friend
I know you see me just give me my tents
[Verse 2]
That pretty boy real as sh*t
Fly Young Red up all in this b*tch
I ain’t with a gang of n*ggas, I’m single
Got a lot of empty seats in my whip, whip
Looking for a n*gga that f*ck with n*ggas
That rap, I told him I’m here
Y’all them other n*ggas that been there
You can take a step back ‘cause yo, when I’m here
Pull up in a drop top, push by ya
sh*tting on n*ggas no Dutch water
As soon as I think I look hungry
Five n*ggas in the kitchen try to cook for me
Five n*ggas on the internet lookin’ for me
That n*gga did what? That n*gga said who?
n*ggas ain’t loyal, hoes ain’t either
But f*ck it, Fly Young Red is the mothaf*ckin’ truth
Kill tracks, but me in a booth
n*ggas want beef I put ‘em in a stew
Rookie of the year, took over the game
Now I sign deals and I’m tryna get a shoe
Yass bish
Now I sign deals and I’m tryna get a shoe
Yass bish
I killed this beat, put it in the [?]
[Hook]