Verse 1:
My shit is fat Ima need a slim fast
Every track I move surgically so come kiss my ass
I ain't fucking with these n***as who be coming in last
Coming with cash
Coming with quickness that'll make you pull out the stash
And, give it up for a quick buck
You're looking stuck
Figure it out and call me back in a couple months
The fuck is up
You wanna tussle and hustle
Fucking in hudles
Tryna rebundle my humbless
You faggot like you bundled up a couple sticks
And burned them for the fun of it
Im running shit
Tend to offend n***as who D it like the cover 6
Cover this
Fox News couldn't fuck with this
Your rhyme scheme kinda like a hit or miss
So, you better back up, get hit and smacked up
I be the last up
The first to strap up, without the clapper
If the game won't let me produce
Ill be the rapper
Spitting hot shit thatll make you shit into your pamper
You baby ass n***as need some slander
Throw your dirty ass raps back into the hamper
Fuck