[Intro]
Yup, aha
Back on my bullshit, nah, n***a
I feel like MJ, I'm back on my bull shit, ahaha
(I'm Mike Jordan of these mic recordin's, uh)
So, I ain't gon' goddamn– I ain't gon' rap 'til twenty-three
'til this shit hit twenty-three seconds, le'go
Yeah, look

[Verse]
GRIP is the best, period
Got mo' flows than hoes on a monthly
My kicks cost like four o's, the soles on 'em chunky
Gotta tote poles, my foes wanna skunk me
Bitch ass so fat, I had to stand up on my toes for the donkey
Shout out JID, I did Snubnose in a whole 'nother country
Before that, I only did shows when my bros, them would pump me
Fast forward, I'm on a roll, feelin' comfy
I say all that to say, "Don't bust a U-ey just 'cause the roads a lil' bumpy"
Read a article that cited my peers as influences
Had me laughin' in tears, my n***a, I been doin' this
Move bitch, get out the way, my pen ludicrous
Back for the first time, your best raps can't match with my worst rhymes
Product of licks and juugs in poverty stricken hoods
A brick of good'll help you just like a lottery ticket would
Lames claim they sold cocaine in busted sneakers still
Let's be for real, you ain't eat a decent meal 'til you inked a deal
Went and bought some SI diamonds with your advance money
I was like, "Let me see your chain, bruh"
That n***a damn near ran from me
A local throwin' jabs, but shit, I know this n***a lame
What, yo shit flop, so now you gotta troll to get a name?
Better than who? Boy, your moment was over when it came
See the lows a n***a stoop too for exposure in this game?
Drop a album, my n***a, don't rap to me from yo Honda
You think that's some shit that I'm actually gon' respond to?
I done conjured plans to hold the rap game for ransom
Just lost money in a crap game and threw a tantrum
Rappers say I'm a handful, the bitches say I'm handsome
Melanin skin, devilish grin, that's Ruth's grandson
Mama want me to go back to relationships I ran from
But all I see is green, text message from a Samsung
You couldn't step a foot in the places me and my mans hung
Middle fingers up, this the anthem, hah
[Refrain]
Don't start no shit, won't be no shit
Chopper sing you a sad song, that's a emo stick
The flows is COVID, n***a, couldn't be more sick
I done hit, I can't G-O 'til my amigos hit
Don't start no shit, won't be no shit
Chopper sing you a sad song, that's a emo stick
The flows is COVID, n***a, couldn't be more sick
I done hit, I can't G-O 'til my amigos hit, bitch