[Intro]
c*cky
I'm tryna get more highs in my sh*t
My man Thad with the points, yeah, look
Yo, yeah
[Verse]
I f*ck with hypochondriacs
I'm bipolar, dawg, don't know how to act
Run up in your crib, I'm in your mommy bag
Kick you out the b*tch and make you buy it back
I'm on a diet, fact
I only eat rappers, you trash dawg
I never seen whacker, tryna step to me
Like dancing with the devil with your feet backwards
Boy, you need practice
Tryna eat, fastings not me
Domino's diet, I'm fat and sloppy
I'm blastin' Mob Deep
I rap like I'm P
Smacked like Manio, nobody don't want beef
Nah, I leave you dead on the spot
Bruh, I'm a threat to the cops
The best till I rest in a box
It's my time now
A half hour past seven 'o' clock
With a weapon to pop
b*tch, I'm actually crazy, sh*t is not a gimmick
See you tryna mimic sh*t I find pathetic
Boy, you non-existant
Shout to Pigeons, b*tch I'm on a plane
You just drop on Reddit
Took some time off, game diabetic
You want a sweet sixteen, sh*t, they 'bout to get it
Whole game f*cked up, I ain't tryna fix it
Punch a rapper in his mouth, help him find a dentist
b*tch, I only smoke J like Dilla
Raw paper, rollin' up Purple Haze like Killah
sh*t, I need a grande like Miller
Got your b*tch in the back, you know Bae like Tiller
All I really hear this b*tch say don't
Motherf*ckers quitters, they don't really wanna smoke
Motherf*ckers say they dealers, they just sniff they own coke
If I'm tryna do that I'll just get my own quote
b*tch, I'm no joke
I ain't really laughing no more
I just had a backpack lookin' poor
Now I rap in the morgue
b*tch, I been dead
I been 27 club since born, gettin' bored
Y'all don't want no more
f*ck that, y'all want war
b*tch, I'm PTSD everyday, it ain't really ever forced
Voices in my head arguing 'cause they can't get along no more
Every bar go hard, uh, man, my mind shaky
Suicide make me feel alive lately
Yeah, we got it poppin', wearing masks and sh*t
Funny everybody been disguised lately
b*tch, it's Slim Buddha, I'm a wig shooter
Grown-ass man, just di*k cougars
They talk sh*t but always duck the fade
I'm on Matt's block with my f*cking gang
You heard that? Haha
Dirty kids we was hittin' stains
I grew up in the West where they was flippin' things
I was getting lemons making lemonade
Since like seventh grade, I was a renogade
f*ck in the building, b*tch, I renovate
World came to me when I went insane
Best decision that I ever made, yeah
By the way, I ain't tryna be slim, b*tch
I'm tryna get fat like b*tches that say they thick, uh
90s babies been illin since '86
That's really some shady sh*t, yeah, uh
Motherf*ckers don't want it, b*tch
b*tch, I'm from where they say "That's a nice chain, run it"
Motherf*ckers all mad online
Bet they see me outside and the ain't sayin' nothing
b*tch, I never really gave a f*ck
Lost the couple I had saving up, uh
Man, your whole 'tape lame as f*ck
I should smack your engineer for making rough
Y'all— tryna blaze it up
Dawg, my life is crazy, I can't make it up
I'm with a blonde b*tch and she fake as f*ck
But her ass so fat that it makes it up
And sh*t, I'm 'bout to f*ck
Motherf*ckers say they gang, they ain't down enough
I done killed so many rappers, I can't count it up
Killed my sons before they born, man, thats foul as f*ck
Reloading, I don't really think a round's enough
Been pressing mof*ckers when I'm out in public
High as f*ck, screaming like I'm not loud enough
Mof*ckers say I'm crazy, I don't doubt it, bruh
I'm about it, bruh, yeah, uh
They said I need a hook but I'm from where they hooked on drugs
Crook gone thug, y'all underground been surfaced
Don't look for subs, sh*t get no buzz
Get no love, copped halves weekly while you gettin' your dubs (c*cky)
In debt with your plug, I don't ever show love
sh*t crack, Hugh Rack', I'm forever doped up
You should get a nose plug
There was never no f*ck that I ever really gave
I done gave 'em all up
I ain't ever sober
Sippin' no cup
I was getting rolled up
Flows getting to'd up
I done flippin' blowed up
Mof*ckin' like what? Yeah
I been fighting dirty like f*ck fair
Was a youngin' in the hood, gettin' jumped, yeah
Told myself I'd never be stuck there
Now I'm out b*tch on that loud sh*t
Still the same Lou that you found him
West brighton sh*t, that's my town, b*tch
Who the f*ck said I don't put it down, b*tch
[Outro]
You hear that gunshot?
That gunshot is so perfect
Shout out to the dude that put that there
It's still recording? Yo, shout out to your mom