VERSE(47 ROMAN)
All my favorite rappers gonna look up to me and not because I’m 6’6” but the sick shit that I spit spit
Is a super sexy thick chick on a rip stick 
Going down hill
Down hill that’s my first song, 
That I wrote when I was really going ghost 
And my pops was gone when i needed you the most 
You hang yourself when you could hold me 
Don’t fake with me n***a you can just show me
Women trying new shit with the old me
Acting like you give a fuck, get you a Tony
Don’t leave me lonely
Shit I could say will have you disown me 
Ain’t scared of commitment but wasting my time 
Tryna give love, Dos Equis and lime
You falling for me 
Cuz you trip all the time 
When I erase text threads
I find myself caught in the next bed
Being asked ‘bout which ex give the best head
Man all this shit is truly a headache, a headache
Sometimes I try to forget it, forget it

VERSE(MODO)
Young modo muthafucka when I spit it my flow clean
This is a routine
She want my protein
They want the whole team
Shout out to groupies
Say what I want so you pussies could sue me
Nas passed the beat so I ate it like scooby
Roll wit my dogs
Pits
Rotz
They dance to my song
Tic tok
I got perfect timing
Wrist watch
It plain see I get dah party jumping like a grasshopper
Flows mad proppa
Presence so big
I could fill a opera
I’m sick please call a doctor
We don’t do drive bys
We just do pop ups
I lay with the game and she call me big poppa
I know I’m small
But I’ll still fuck yo momma
Please pass the blunt
Please do not pass me drama
Save all yo questions
I don’t need no comments
I’m tryna get commas
Galactic bitch
Not from this planet
A Martian bitch
Aboard my ship
I smell like Cattle
I’m on
Cuz
My shit
Handle my bus
I’m in my case
Suit space
Watch me take off
I'm gone
BS
Modo, modo, modo, modo