[Chorus]
Don't show me your music ’cause I'll turn it off, 'cause it sucks
Like damn, Activis, let’s pour it up, it up
He think he tough but this Glock bust, on God
Lose your life talking to me like that, that's rough, get on

[Verse]
It's crazy 'cause I got way too many sons
That bobble-headed monkey think he tough but that boy just really soft
Stop calling my phone at 2AM tryna talk, like, what you on?
This dude CJ ain't slick, he copies cadence from my songs
Like none of you really want smoke, on God
Kill yourself with a long rope, on God
Fingers in your mama's throat, on God
CJ be crying 'bout toat, on God
CJ must think he the goat, on God
Dude dead be stealing my flow, on God
Swear he wanna be on what I'm on
I bet your grandma give that gawk, on God, oh God
Y’all make me sick, uh
I spend my money on Ricks, uh
I gave his mama sum d***, haha
They said that he wanna diss, haha
And laughed in they face like, man, y’all some kids, uh
Put these nuts on yo' mama’s lips
Take your life like, slit your wrist
[Chorus]
Don't show me your music 'cause I'll turn it off, ’cause it sucks
Like damn, Activis, let's pour it up, it up
Don't show me your music 'cause I'll turn it off, 'cause it sucks
Like damn, Activis, let's pour it up, it up
He think he tough but this Glock bust, on God
Lose your life talking to me like that, that's rough, get on