Introduction

Ayy

Going crazy

Grew up a criminal, I hit licks for fun

Ho giving me crazy mouth like a lickitongue

Bitch grabbing on me, then she lick my gun

This ho so freaky, she could get my son

Hella hoes twerking, I ain't even hit the club

Eighth grade hoops coach, I even missed the cut

Not at a strip club, but you could get the ones

Praying to God daily, but I still sin a ton

This he gon' make my bread expand like Cinnabon

Glock got a scope and beam, yeah, I'm into guns

Couple screws loose and I think I'm missing some

Memories ofbeing broke, I hate reminiscin' them

Drop back to back, the fuck is an interlude

Perk 30's got me pumped up like an intertube

3.5 in the woods, set me down, NBC interview

Shit, I get more brain than an institute

Mama, I wanna be a rapper, hope you don't disapprove

Studio the main spot, I chill like a living room

Give me the ball and I'll take off like Ben Simmons do

Getting every ho wet, they gon' need some swimming suits

Screaming free rich, they had him in the news

Fuck all lives matter, was your ancestors in the noose

Second song called the introduction, I had to introduce

Stomp a opp out, he a sneakerhead like he's into shoes

It's just me and Chris Robin, I'm not talking Winnie the Pooh

Someone call PETA, I'm committing kitty abuse

Wake up and make money like I'm missing a tooth

Don't trust hoes, they really be spinning the truth

Fuck a snow bunny, now I'm energized

Boy, is fake rich, got that charger from Enterprise

Mask in my whip, Before corona, I was in disguise

Still looking up to my grandma, she's in the sky

Just put my phone in the fridge, how'd I get this high

I drive drunk, plus I text and drive

Just blew off a rat for the seventh time

False promises to hoes like a politician during election time

Kinda feel like Teller because my pen do all the talking

Peeped I had nine inches and she started stalking

Invited me over when she's home alone, Macaulay Culkin

Fucked three hours off of Perk, she's exhausted

My bars stay brewing, don't play for Boston

To catch them all, you gon' have to pause it

Arthritis in my hand like I'm always drawn

Rap game was going cold till I spit flame, now it's thawing

Got so many hoes, I could pick and choose

Pulled up on a hop had him shocked like Pikachu

Hit him with a haymaker, he opened his hands like peek-a-boo

Probably woke up seeing two

Mouth's a flamethrower and it's for illegal use

Don't believe me, you should see the booth

Not Paul Pierce, but I might just be the truth

A rapper dies when you say my name three times like Beetlejuice

Whole family mourning, he's Alonzo

Seen so much, so I keep the Glock close

Extremely hungry for success, I need a pronto

Good-ass looking rappers, so I DM models