[Intro]
Okay, uhm
Mic checker

[Verse 1]
I said "mic checker"
East side trifecta
I took a sec to let them breath that's a nice gesture
But n***as took it as a reason to deny pressure
Now a n***a poppin' like he in the third trimester
So don't test em
A certified life taker
My .42 came with a beam like a lightsaber
These n***as rattin' to the feds as they writin' papers
I ain't fucking with 'em cause these n***as pussy by naturе
I hate fakers school scholars turned gang bangеrs
You say you balling but you never been a play maker
Can't save em certain n***as can't make paper
Haymaker hit em now that n***a need a pacemaker
And I been clutching on the heater that erase haters
Make danger pull it out and leave a n***a brain lasered
Game changers, a real writer like I'm Lane Baker
N***as love critiquing on my shit but still ain't major
Ain't poppin' had a little buzz so now the flame droppin'
Lame logic all because you high but now the flame dropping
Take caution n***as lucky I don't do the name dropping
I'm onto n***as like they shopping at the slave auction
[Bridge]
(N***a, Oh shit bro haha, n***as ain't ready for this though)

[Verse 2]
Okay, ay
Killing Shit when I be kicking it like Bruce Lee
Only n***a spittin that's the reason I don't do fees
N***as dissin' on me but that shit don't make me lose sleep
Cause really n***as verses too weak to even bruise me
I'm bossed up n***as really hard until that Glock busts
If you thought bought running up just know I'm keeping shots tucked
.30 in this bitch and I ain't scared to leave you mopped up
Your mama crying asking why her only son got touched
But that's what happens when these n***as get too confident
That confidence gon' make you pay the consequence for talkin' it
The gang full of phonies is predominantly fraudulent
This shit wack I'm done being tolerant
N***a I'm the rackstar
Hollow tip packin' bitch slapper
Stomp a n***a out and take his bitch right after
I don't like rappers selling out they soul to white masters
I'm sixteen and oh my masters
Like how we let these lames in the game?
Force claiming what they bang
Making music where they saying that they dangerous
N***as, they're not steppin' when we clutching on our toolies like its maintenance
We the type to pull up leave a n***a faceless
Still pulling froze on these n***as
Rolling O's with these n***as
In the truck stick tucked 44 for these n***as
Still young but I'm feeling too old for these n***as
Boy I'm coming for the gold on these n***as
But I'm seeing why they get mad cause my chick bad
And my whip fast hit a corner give a n***a whiplash
Pockets full of cash only reason that my bricks sag
And these n***as still ain't get not licks back
Shit I'd be mad too
[Outro]
Shit I'd be mad too
(Damn bro I need to stop playing with these n***as felons shit
Alright, Darwin)