[Intro]
Yeah
I'm gonna rap so let’s do this
Yeah, ok

[Verse]
Dontae hit the beat
Why you a night stand, I lay with the beat
I think I can start slaying the beat
Competition retreat when I'm laying on the heat
You so weak Monday to Sunday
You don't want beef that's where the gun play
I don't throw heat, I'm all for peace
But I can still light a track up better than a runway

It's all Gucci
I spit flows, hactowie
I got my ducks though, in a row ho
Like Huey, Dewey, Louie
And my girl fit like some truice
And I shine bright like you do me
Daba dee daba dee, that's all folks
You know my tunes be on that looney, ayee

Is it ironic that the girl that showed me this track
Wanted me to come to her crib
And when I tried to do it I crashed
And when I told the story they laughed
But these things shall pass
And since I couldn't get with that chick
Then I'll take the beat home and I'll smash
"My brothers he kinda sounds like Donald Glover"
No I kinda sound like I'm with your mom with the lights off under cover
I'm super fly like butter
No super fly I hover
Super fly like a balloon tied that just broke off
So you're gonna have to find another

And why you looking reflexed
'Cause you know you can't beat beat this
I'm stove top heat this
And when the beat ready eat this
Schooling kids no recess
Can't help myself can't resist
I deflect bullets, so the trigger pull it
Take the first shot I insist