[Intro]
Motherfucker sees a couple of floral shirts and tells me
Yo where's the bars at man? where's the bars at?
I got you
I'm done playing around
I'm done playing around
And these are thoughts from the tiny room
Ha
Ha
You ready?
Yeah, uh

[Verse]
The best-kept secret is back with his leaflets
Of raps in a sequence, until I shake my back of these demons
My fans in agreement
I’m trying to masquerade my achievements
Because my mother always told me don’t go bragging to heathens
I told AB. yo send me something gritty I’ma kill it quick
A battle cry for anybody who too ill-equipped
To handle me, diss me candidly, underhandedly
I'll put you out of place, Prince Harry and Royal Families
I made a few stacks off a Ripple, now watch me make a splash
The crypto disco dancer digitally dashed
My dream car drives itself and costs 400 cash
I’m itching for it, the engine foreign, decisions rash
My eyes open through bifocal prescription glass
Can see these rappers is bums and that’s why their shit is ass
Call Pezzy for a verse, better call him for a class
But I can’t help you match the fire when you're spitting ash
This that Galliano paesano flow
Stand with me and fall in place, you’re like a domino
Me I’m a dynamo, fuck your chick then it’s time to go
Spanish girls heard this beat and told me vamonos
In iambic pentameter, check the calendar, this is my year
Dodge challengers, man this shit is off-balance, sharpen my spear
Got the belt, and you can't match my diameter, let me steer
Break calipers, leave the mess for the janitors, shifting gears
Yeah, pass it off, I’m a shot caller
3 headed dragon I’m the King Ghidorah
I'ma bubble up, and this that hot water
Try to measure up but you a lot shorter
This is top order, I will not falter
On the intro going full slaughter
All your hate is cap and you are John Walker