Chorus:
Breakin’ all the rules
Never listen to the average
Turnin’ 21 really turned me to a savage
Drop some heat and then I ghost
Like a catfish
Feeling fresh and froggy, bout to leap
Like the baddest
I’m the baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room bitch
Baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room bitch
Baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room bitch
Baddest, baddest motherfucker in thе room bitch

Verse 1:
Limit 45, man that’s what I’m taking turns at (skrrrt)
Speakеrs are so loud, man I bet my neighbors heard that
No role models (nope), I bet that she a bird trap
You think if I didn’t rap that she would flirt back?
Yung D is a soldier
Thought somebody told ya
You just sit in place
Never moving like a boulder
Losing my composure
Man I thought I told ya
If you ain’t talking dreams or music, I get antisocial
All that Kissin ass man your mouth is full of shit (bitch)
Taking credit for a track as if you were writing hits (bitch)
Showing off the house as if you had built the bricks (bitch)
You just held a ladder when the light needed a fix (bitch)
Artists are so full of it
Man my pen ultimate
Delete the space and then you know your place
(Ha-ha)
Ambition is my mission
So I make all my decisions
Without thinking much about ‘em
Hesitation gets you finished (boom)
I just turned 21 but my vision’s 2020
Eyes above, climbing peaks
Guess I’m always up to something
Killing rappers, killing beats
Guess I got a love for hunting
And I don’t ever smoke
But I always put it bluntly
Chorus:
Breakin’ all these rules
Never listen to the average
Turnin’ 21 really turned me to a savage
Drop some heat and then I ghost
Like a catfish
Feeling fresh and froggy, bout to leap
Like the baddest
I’m the baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room bitch
Baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room bitch
Baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room bitch
Baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room

Verse 2 (FUTURISTIC):
Yo, I don’t talk about it ‘less I already did it (okay)
Yeah, I own 3 homes homie ain’t nothin rented (that’s real)
I be chillin in the villa really mindin my business (skrrt skrrt)
But rewind it back to 7th grade when I got suspended
Puttin’ stitches in ya face if u talkin boy get off it
I’m the greatest if you hatin I could put you in a coffin
Sick I’m coughin, better be cautious
Ride my wave, they get nauseous
Better speak softly cuz I’m sharper than a swordfish
What's the problem?
At red lobster for the biscuits give me my bread
I feel like the horsemen girl
You better give me that...
Already verified baby better give me that check
Ain’t talkin Nike’s on my feet
I mean that paper instead
I went from makin’ the bed
To havin’ cake in the bed
Everyday feel like a birthday when you paper collect
And people say I’m the best, they gotta pay me respect
I always shine like the jewels I got hangin’ from my neck
Sheesh
Chorus:
Breakin’ all these rules
Never listen to the average
Turnin’ 21 really turned me to a savage
Drop some heat and then I ghost
Like a catfish
Feeling fresh and froggy, bout to leap
Like the baddest
I’m the baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room bitch
Baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room bitch
Baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room bitch
Baddest, baddest motherfucker in the room bitch