[Intro]
Yuh, what? (Brr)
Yuh, yuh (Bah)
(What?) ISSBROKIE in this bitch (Yuh, ISSBROKIE)
(Buck, should I get it?)
(Yuh) it's another day of bein' the fuckin' goat (Yuh), haha (Yuh)
Yuh, yuh (Everyday, bro, it's a struggle)

[Verse 1]
No, I cannot fuck wit' a rapper on my dick (Okay)
I'ma pull up on yo' block wit' a model on my stick (Brr)
And I be mowin' down a opper, he fall and he die quick (Yuh)
I might fuck around and murder somebody you might miss (What?)
You be all up in yo' feelings, why you cryin' like a bitch? (Yuh)
In the whip and I be peelin' off after I hit a lick (Okay)
Then I cop a little Sprite and some codeine, I might mix
I just heard your new song, that shit was a light six (Sike)
That boy gon' constantly miss, I been up wit' my dollars since I was a jit (Yuh)
Little ho, I been spazzin' on beats (Yuh) ever since all my homies turned out to be fake, and that's it (Yuh)
So, I'm askin' you, why is you beefin', lil' bitch? (Yuh)
Why you lookin' for someone to beef with (Yuh), lil' bitch? (What?)
You a little whitе rapper who straight out the suburbs
I know that yo' ass don't be sleepin' thеse kids

[Bridge]
Now it's me and yo' bitch, I'ma skeet then I dip for a little (Yeah)
I'm eatin' these beats like I'm feastin' some Skittles (Okay)
Lil' bitch, now I tweak for a beat, I can diddle (Yeah)
I'm geekin' and switchin' these three's like I dribble
I-I-I look like Obama when I mob all these cripples
I'm fuckin' yo' mom, got her suck on my nipples (What?)
Lil' bitch, I'm a God and yo' ass lookin' brittle (Yuh)
Yo' homies fell off (Yeah) and they lookin' like NIBXL (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
They-they-they here, then they go, I don't hear anymo' (Yeah)
Off the lyrics they wrote, they in fear of a ho (Okay)
Who be here with the flows? ISSBROKIE, the G.O.A.T
You a queer, you a joke, I'm the dearest with hoes (Yuh)
I might smack her like EGOVERT (Yuh)
Fuck these trap metal kids, they all eat my dirt (What?)
Why this fag in my DMs? They tweakin', FR (Yuh)
You got charged for a feat, now yo' ego hurt (Yeah)
T-that boy said I was trappin', now his homies be beggin' to differ (Yeah)
They all on my dick and they think that I'm sicker than any these rappers
While take 'em a picture
They know I'm that certified stank face giver
ISSBROKIE, all of yo' homies know me (Yeah)
Say you want beef but won't fuck 'round (Yeah) and show me (What?)
Blow me, all of yo' cronies lonely
All of these rappers be lookin' like Tomie the way they all fuckin' two-faced

[Outro]
Ayy, Jen, slow this fuckin' beat down, y'all
B-b-bitch, creep (Yeah) through yo' city, I feel like I'm Jeff the Killer
Rappers might want beef, they only be rappin' filler (Yeah)
Pull down yo' block, now I feel (What?) Like a caterpillar
I sip the Jack, and that shit goin' down my liver (What?)
Yo' bitch be cummin' from all of this mouth I give her (What?)
I keep a tool on my waist (Okay) like I'm Bob the Builder (What?)
I met yo' bitch in the blocks, now she down the river (Okay)
Said he gon' kill me, but won't pull the fuckin' trigger
He a ho
Lil' bitch, I been only worried 'bout my dough (Yuh)
I might fuck on yo' bitch and dip 'cause I'm on coke
And shout-out to KARMA (Yuh), you know they (Yuh) the bros (Yuh)
That lil' bitch boy want beef, now I'm up on his road (Yuh)
Rappers wantin' a feat, made that boy pay a toll (Yuh)
Why all these rappers think they rich (Yuh) when they broke? (Yuh-yuh)
Give that boy a shiver when he stare down the scope (Yuh), huh, oh