[Verse 1]
Check it out, there ain’t a singular MC on this planet who wants it
Uh, they know the young man, Jarv got that bomb shit
Stomp with a force that’ll leave a horde of rappers trembling
Another cat tryina step? Send him in
It’s that cool as winter fresh fitted and finessed kid
Acting like you wanna battle, grab a pack of breath mints
Ya’ stink and that mic don’t deserve it
Just put it down son, c’mon it isn’t worth it
Do yourself a service, I’m comin out swinging
And yo, it isn’t gonna stop till that obese chick is singing
Pavarotti out a Maserati driven by me
No way in Hades you could fade J A R V, please
Never that shit, I’ll go to where your slag livеs
Hit it from the back and collapse the mattrеss
Dash in a flash, it’s the mac with the massive
Style for your files, I flip flows like backflips
So catch this premium unfiltered phat shit
Tap water cats too cool to kick raps
What’s the matter? You busy catching angles on the Insta
Meanwhile I’m bout to take it to a place you never been to

[Chorus]
Check it
And now you know your style is defective
Let’s get down to business, I’m flexing
And crossing MCs off my hitlist, my checklist
[Verse 2]
Natural selection’ll keep me around
Because no matter what they say, I amaze, I astound
Bound to rock loud when you turn me to the max
And I snap like elastic straps on your back
Cause MCs, yo, they fake and improper
I gotta wade through a lake of Drake imposters
To find a decent album, lookout for The Amalgam
The album where you little kids’ll get your friggin’ styles from
I'm ‘bout done acting friendly even if I am
A nice guy cause my style is Spic and Span
I’m too nice, plus I’m luxurious, dood
I’ll be burping drinking brews while I murder your crew
And then you know what I’ma do? Windmill to headspin
On the top of a truck and bust the suspension
I’m the best and yo, did I mention-
I had an honorable rep in Red Dead Redemption?
Uh, yeah, I’m a decent man
Until it’s time for your bati face to meet my hand
It’s like damn, yo, how much can you take?
I’ll recite what the five fingers said to the face

[Chorus]
Like check it
And now you know your style is defective
Let’s get down to business, I’m flexin’
And crossing MCs off my hitlist, my checklist
Check it
And now you know your style is defective
Blessed with the gift to rip and straight wreck shit
Check it, now you know your style’s defective