Young Da Vinchi
4am in the southside
(Verse 1: CloutMeister)
Come up in the dark
Shoot you with the spark
Evolving like I'm Dart
Got the new part
Stab you in the heart
Map the pain
Put it on a chart
Put respect on my name
Got the chain call me fucking Gucci Mane
Out here twitching Lil Wayne
Punch you in the face for some fame
Might sound lame
But it's just the game
Get used to it
Heat I'm brewing
We ain't suing
Not no Wolf
With the sniper
Bitch be hyper
Asked what I do for a living
Told her I'm just chilling
Looking for beat that needs killing
Like this one that 15 made
Got these hoes going insane
With the rhymes in my brain
Starts a train of strain
Might blow yeah Clout Cobain
Fight shows out the shame
Wrote this in the pouring rain
Soaked it out soaring above fame
Left the game it won't be the fucking same

(Verse 2: KC-15)
Known to disappoint
Roll up like a joint yeah
You know how I come
You know where I’m from
Beast with the raps
Pull up with them straps
I stay up in them traps
N***a pull out the stick (aye)
Quick to pull out the switch (aye)
You Lilo and Stitch
Y’all really some opps (aye)
Yeezy boost what I cop (aye)
Goal keeper with the save (aye)
Heat up like a microwave
This is the first stage
Who’s better at this age
I’m the youngest trapper (aye)
Louisville’s best rapper (aye)
Sage with the foreign cars
I’m not Bblasian but I’m 5stars
Diamonds in the necklace aye
What I eat for breakfast
You want beef but the choppers be so reckless aye
I’ll keep you laughing on late nights like I’m Tina fey

(Verse 3)
Motherfucker strikes back on the track
Bitches going for some crack
Like it was a midnight snack
Relaxing in a late night rack
Feeling right
Got my target in sight
In the market on a new flight (aye)
Bitch I Set It Off like Tiller
I'm a fucking ruthless killer
Lonely like I'm Phil Miller
Yo Bitch a pill stealer
Like the Pittsburg Stealers
Biking around Mike Wheeler
I might reel her in
Took the hallucinogens
Skrelp yeah gen 6
Developed on my wrist
Dude stole my shit
Gonna get the fist
Nevermind fuck it (aye)
Out here popping like some necks
Only thing I know is getting checks
Me and Khy yeah we next
Got the respiratory
Bitches in the laboratory
Where we cooking
Not no fucking crooks and
Send others down like quick sand
With that back hand
Getting stans
Run them jewels we the new duo
Call me Curry yeah I'm going SUMO