Clothes are elegant
I'm oh so eloquent
My whole set the type to make the rest take L and quit
I’m an elephant
You'd hunt me for personal benefit
And then relish it, embellishing
Details so you don't seem irrelevant
Women don’t want me celibate
f*ckin em for the hell of it
Come in, Im fly fishin for them b*tches, not a halibut
I'm a whole damn battalion
Gun em down on a stallion
People be biting me
I'm just biting on my medallions
f*ck
Insensitive
I don't really give a f*ck bout what your necklace is
A dentist is gonna need to come and fix your grill
If you chattering your teeth I guess you missed the drill
Chilled by my drip, you a popsicle still
Don't ask, cus I won't cover your hospital bill
Blow past, and I'm drunk
I got that prodigal skill
sh*tty artists all mad
Cus I call em on the fill
Like Phil like doctor
Better catch me outside, like proctor
c*cky like a law firm
I be playing soccer
With the heads I cut off with a saw first
I offered a dab
But the cops didn't want terp
Breaking Benjamins
That’s what happen when I bought shirt
Think your girlfriend be f*ckin with me but I’m not sure
Got her a couple Louis bags and an off skirt
Now it's really off, maybe now we f*ck proper, aye
Hit em with the brass knuckles
Pummel verbiage and they slurp it til they seein double
This records trouble, people bitin, so I turned to un-biteable, I’mma stun em
Hubble, I'm rotating in orbit just like a dremmel when I f*ck em
I ain't being subtle, I don't wanna cuddle nothing, don’t pop my personal bubble, f*ckin's all want, I got a problem, I ain't bein humble, chew em up and spit em out, call it hubba bubba when I come up
Y'all can't
Touch me
MC hammer
Y'all mad but
You must see
I don't banter
Whole team
Bouta rush B
Cut the chatter
Imma pop a weak rapper like a tiny ass bladder, b*tch
Come up
b*tch don't touch my bape
Gon run up
44 knock door, not safe
Shut up
Don't check my DMs so why hate
Cut up
Head a target, got a red dot face
[Lil Tone]
Yeah, we goin' up like a staircase
Yeah, we goin' up, clear the airwaves
All you n*ggas steady in my workplace
I might go and send you to your birthplace
Everybody wanna copy but hardly could top me
Because I'm so motherf*ckin' witty with the wordplay
And yeah, I'm racing to the top and nobody can stop me
Everybody always mooching, they know that I got cheese
All these rappers wanna hit me but no, I do not lease
I'm just tryna get it and drip in Givenchy
Only wondering if I'm eating it on beat
Imma kill the track and turn that sh*t into a zombie
Eyes red with the dogs, Kakashi
All your records sound cheap like a swap meet
Actin' like you smoking loud, but it's not weed
You couldn't even make an album, I just dropped three, aye
Yeah I'm goin with the brd, he crowin
Yeah you know we rollin
Yeah you know we smoke it
Yeah, we high as f*ck just like a f*ckin' Boeing
Makin' hits and yeah, we steady growin'
This sh*t is history, you rappers misery
We chasin' victory, you chasin' injury
Ain't got no time for you n*ggas' trickery
You takin' losses in office, no Hillary
Don't want the smoke, b*tch, I got the artillery
Scooby Doobie, I ain't talkin' no mystery
Doin' me and I don't need no publicity
No, I ain't human, b*tch, I got ability
To kill a beat and leave nothin', no enemy
You rappers jittery
Got no delivery
Passin' the torch like the statue of liberty
Need a revolver just to come and finish me
[Outro] [Lil Tone]
Aye, just to come finish me yeah
Just to come finish me, yeah, aye, yeah
But there ain't no end to me, n*gga!
Ha! b*tch!