ON B5* lyrics

[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Know I'm sayin', one take sh*t, you know what I mean?
I'm just playing around with 'em, uh
Master of my motherf*ckin' craft like, you know what I mean?
I feel like Wayne on these motherf*ckers

[Verse]
Uh, came a long way, I'm still not tryna meet ya (Talk to 'em)
How the f*ck I got rap beef 'bout a f*ckin' feature? Hold up (Let's go)
I tried to play cool with these n*ggas, but I'm really evil, hold up (Y'all f*ck n*ggas know what’s going on, man, yeah)
(On Guap', on Guap', on Guap', on Guap')
Feel like a monster, hold up (Yeah), I feel like a monster, hold up (Let's go)
Everything enormous, hella (Yeah), everything big, yeah (Woah)
Jump out this b*tch, huh (Woah)
Smoke on a cig, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Aim at ya head, hold up (Woah)
Take off ya wig, huh
I'm wit' the sh*t, huh (Schyeah)
I do it for my kid, hah (Do it for my kid)
Count up a M, huh (Count up a M)
And get 'em on film, huh (Get 'em on film)
Do it— uh, do it— uh, I do it for Kee 'nem, hold up (Do it for them)
These n*ggas are nun', these n*ggas ain't eatin', these n*ggas get slim, hold up (Woah)
Hold up, ah, yeah, hold up, ah, yeah (Woah, woah, woah, let's go, let's go)
Talk is cheap, yeah (Woah)
Why you take that plea? Hold up (b*tch)
Go jump out your feet, hold up (b*tch)
Water get deep, hold up (b*tch)
Knee below, hold up (b*tch)
Shawty on blow, hold up (b*tch)
I’m Sid Vicious, hold up (Stick)
Rock and roll, woah, woah (Rockin')
Rick Owens, hold up (Ricky)
Ricky O, hold up (Pretty rich)
Flex on b*tches, hold up (Woah)
I'm a pro, hold up (Let's go)
I'm from UK, hold up (Hold up)
I'm from the O, hold up, yeah (Ah, ah, ah)
I got a b*tch, ha, yeah (Schyeah), she on some different sh*t, hah (Hah)
I got a emo thug, yeah (Hah), she on some different sh*t, hah (Let's go)
She tryna suck me, yeah, on some vamp bih, yeah (Vamp)
I'm with a vamp tramp, yeah (Huh), I'm on some Xan', huh
Baby, all these racks on me, I'm going cray-cray (Hah, hah)
All these b*tches, all these, all these, all these, yeah, yeah (Hah)
I'm a cowboy, huh, yeah, off that yay-yay (Hah, hah, hah)
Got them guns on me, yeah, yeah, in broad day (Rock)
sh*t, yeah, jump out that ho and we goin' crazy (Come on)
Uh, every ho I know tryna have my baby, schyeah (Guapo)
Walk in that b*tch, I'm buying everything I see, hold up (Spend it, spend it)
Woah, woah (Spend it)
Stripes on me like Kanye (Kanye)
Baby, I'm tryna play that (Play that)
All of these motherf*ckers ho (Ho)
I put a ho on a playdate (Playdate)
I got your ho on payday (Payday)
Stay on the block, yeah, all day (Yeah, yeah)
Sellin' that pus*y for— ah, ah (Ah)
Braggin' ass ho wanna pop back (Pop back)
Woah, schyeah (Woah, woah)
Eat her off a entrée, yeah (Entrée)
Schyeah, I knew you was faithful back in the days, yeah (Lil' b*tch)
Hold up, too much water, I'm in the way, shorty (Woah, woah)
Hold up, ooh, woah, woah-woah
[Bridge]
(Schyeah, I'm in the way, shorty)
(Too much water, yeah, I'm in the way, shorty) Schyeah, schyeah
(I knew you was faithful back in the days, yeah) Let's go
(Too much water, yeah, I'm in the way, shorty) Schyeah, hah, hah, hah
(I knew you was faithful back in the days, yeah) Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

[Outro]
Nah, for real, every f*ck n*gga got me f*cked up
It's double O season, all summer
All winter, all fall, all spring
Know what I'm sayin'?
Uh, yeah, know I'm straight hittin'
Know I move with firepower, know what I mean?
You know what I'm sayin'?
Gunpowder, n*gga, that motherf*ckin' gunpowder
That motherf*ckin' horse tranqulizer
That motherf*ckin'— uh, ketamine
That motherf*ckin' opium
That motherf*ckin' spoon
MUSIC, yeah
And you listenin' to the motherf*ckin' world's greatest artist of all time
The motherf*ckin' best, the boss
Double O, uh, the overlord of that
The nightcrawler of that, that
Mr. Anti himself, you know what I'm sayin'?
Mr. I-Love-Himself, Mr. Narcissistic, Mr. Narcissist
Mister— whatever the f*ck you wanna call me
Respect every name, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm T'd up right now, but that's how I feel, for real
Ain't got nun' to prove, I ain't on no fake gangster sh*t
Try me, pus*y ass n*gga and I'll just—