[Verse 1: Sir Rome]
Yeah Sir Rome on this b*tch
I am here to take a sh*t
Leave a n*gga in a ditch
Y'all don’t want none of this
You smell like cat f*cking p*ss
n*ggas cannot match this
f*cked your b*tch past tense
I'm that n*gga lasting
Call up my n*ggas blasting
If you want a feature ask then
I see you run you fast then
Hate to say it you lacking
Pull on your block what's cracking
I’m that n*gga attacking
Need to catch-up man you slacking
[Interlude: Sir Rome]
Yeah n*ggas cannot f*ck with me
I whip out my di*k let it skeet
In that pus*y I f*cking beat
Yeah that was a lil something
But I got more
[Verse 2: Sir Rome, Young EZ]
I pull up go super Saiyan
I see you you super lame
Heard you talking sh*t n*gga what you saying?
Drop to your knees get to praying
On this beat I get to spraying
Want a feature get to paying
My n*ggas gonna eat buffeting
You talk to the cops surveying
Film for the hub role-playing
Yeah this beat I'm slaying
n*ggas don't know my name
I want the fame
You n*ggas lame
You n*ggas lames
You n*ggas stains
Ill bleed yo brains
You know what I'm sayin'
Rome is next, not tryna flex
But I might cop a New Patek
Or a red corvette
You always thing you rep a set
Ill have Psycho use the tech
[Interlude: Young EZ]
EZ, finna be comin' in hot
Yeah this next verse finna be hard
Comin' in hot like a missile
Ah
[Verse 3: Young EZ]
I keep killin tracks
Counts my racks
Big stacks, like fat
Michael jack, big pack
No fanny, I'm a phantom like Danny
I get nudes from your granny
Random x thats a Grammy
Sir Rome , Psycho , I go
Free time, 3 times , EZ
That’s me , two G’s no weed
All of you n*ggas gone hate
Some of you n*ggas won't fade
Half of you b*tches throw shade
Killin n*ggas no KKK
Ask you n*ggas
Do you know de wey
Cook up like BK
Pass yo b*tch to DK
All my n*ggas eat AYE
[Interlude: Young EZ]
So, some of you n*ggas underestimate me
That’s cool though, it's whatever ya know
I'm still in the booth
I bet you n*ggas ain't expect a second verse!
[Verse 4: Young EZ]
You n*ggas is bots, you b*tches is thots
You all on my c*ck , haters gon stalk
Comethazine walk , yo b*tch on my jock
I’m fresh like a sock , Got time like a clock
Pillow on me you sleep
Some of you n*ggas is weak
I get paid by the week
On her sheets you know I
SKEET SKEET SKEET
I'm clean like a dish , this ain't no diss
But you smell like p*ss
You want her you do as you wish
Talk sh*t you on the list , test E
You get hit and 3 times don't miss
[Interlude: Young 3X]
Aye I got a lot of bodies and sh*t
Fake ass n*ggas
n*ggas talking sh*t
Said he gon' beat my ass and sh*t
Still waiting on that sh*t
Ya feel me?
[Verse 5: Young 3X]
Few glizzys
Thick b*tch like iggy
Fat n*gga like Biggie
All you n*ggas look sicky
I need some water
Cause I f*cked on yo daughter
b*tch Ima savage Ima slaughter
I drop like 30, most of yall n*ggas is dirty
Yeah this choppa real sterdy
[Outro: Young 3X]
You know what I'm sayin'
Dropped a body last week
Can't speak on it
Had to come up
f*ck the opps
f*ck child support
b*tch