[Intro:]
FaNaTiX

[Verse 1: D Live]
Wake up
Nah I don't trap like a line your box like a shape up
Now the foundation's set like makeup
No doubt, it's time to wrap that game up
Serve on my plate
Drink-drive how I swerve through the lanes
I could even start a rap game spain
So when you hear the tape from the Bajan boy
Bet these other tapes get taped up

[Verse 2: Shogun]
Baby bend your back and then...
Wait a minute what am I saying man I ain't unknown
Ten million views and counting to my name
But they still all act like thеy don't know Sho
That glass house that you're sitting in bettеr be bulletproof if you're throwing stones
Catapult throw man I just let that go
Try to style on me get spun out your clothes

[Verse 3: Lesia]
Swagalesia on a beat
Always coming with heat
If you're tryna test me then you better take a seat
Come across sweet but I can get mean
When it's my time to shine nobody's gonna take what's mine
Fine design, divine I'm in my prime
Never gonna see me decline
Stepping in fresh every time
Then I refine, revive
And I came back sexy and fly
[Verse 4: Graft]
Yeah no
I'm on the pitch Konan
Scrap that you know my raps take first
Flopped on week one but since then none of these five can level my verse
So diverse with style, energy, character
Graft has never been amateur
What?
Look at the switch in tone
Ra-ta-ta-ta I'm having ya

[Verse 5: Zones]
If money talks then it's racks when I chinwag
What's a hundred racks stuffed in a gym bag?
Tryna double up dutch I don't skip plans
And I only ever took stacks that have been had
On the thirty-seventh floor like I'm Rich Brand
I've been mothering sons on my tit lad
I've been balancing my work on my yin-yang
Still under everyone's skin like a skin tan

[Verse 6: DDroid]
It's DDroid
Brummie boy
Loud in ends I'm a noisy boy
Bangers got the hooks and bars and melodic flows
I get the clubs jumping boy (I've got that)
A man couldn't style on I
I met stylish guys back when I wasn't stylish
Now I got stylists
Drops in the mail got styles in my dropbox
I couldn't give a fuck about your stylists