{Verse 1: YUNG $EBBY}
Simple n***a, you a simpleton
And i'm the middleman
Stop meddling
In business, boy you better get to pedaling
I'm better than
Most you sleepy n***as off the medicine; promethazine
Aye, flex right here like, aye
Used to be the RONINICO
Now i'm rolling with a pistol
Melatonin lyric missiles
Put to sleep energy crystals
Collect bitches, solving riddles
Never fiddle, with a n***a, only pussy, rocking stussy?
You're a rookie
Eat her cookie, slip it in her gushy, while she removing her tushy
Keep it pushing, on these faggot n***as, SUPA SUS TRAPPERS?
FAGGOT BITCHES
Boy you ain't come out the trenches, coming at my n***as boy you better stop the flex, full story on your gram, might just call you famous dex
Man it only took me 10 fucking minutes to write this

{Hook: YUNG $EBBY}
Who you think you are?
Who the fuck you think you are?
Who you think you are?
Who the fuck you think you are?

{Verse 2: YUNG $EBBY}
Man you coming at the thot patrol
We probably exposed your hoe
The probability of you winning is Z-ro
You ain't got no chance, glocky in my damn pants
You rapping about stupid things, you most likely rap about xans
You can't get like this, this is as fly as it gets
Lurking on your block, probably made your lil' bitch wet
Turned xoluver to a dick rider
One thing about S-E-B, is that he ain't a fucking liar
This shit competition
How many dicks up in your ass
Hold up, scratch that mention, lil' bitch you ain't worth that fucking task
God I put in hella work, you ain't first then bitch you last, get the fuck off of my ass