Hook:

I'm sick with a cold but I could care less
Bitches throwing out their pussy so fucking care-less
Another remix for the charts, its over used yes
Shoutout to the homie LEECH for inspiring this shit


Verse:

Ain't nobody show a n***a love when they blowing up quick
All theses n***as wanna front, trynna to throw a verbal fist
Their egos to big, but dont forget little shit
Who was the fucking the one that help you get where you is
I hit with precision, Gambino is infinite
Chopping these lyrics, yo you cannot fuck with this
Invision these writtens, i spit em with viciousness
A head on collision if you trynna battle this
Smokin Beatz Records, you know where the family is
I'm Hannibal Lector, I'm kind of a psychopant
The family supporters, they all really lovin this
But I ain't gonna quit till i make it to the top
Taking a couple bodies all the way to chop shop
Body any n***a who claiming that they really hot
I'm growing from my roots, I'm something like a rootcrop
Analyzing mumble rapper and killing em for their wack shit
But the media nowadays seem to think its so fantastic
I'll smack the wackest rapper and make him do gymnastics
Then choke his stupid ass with the bag of fucking plastic
I'm taking and breaking motherfuckers and making em wanna quit rap
Ripping the industry because they're signing a bunch of fucking fags
Making and paving my own way without signing a fucking contract
Hacking and slapping mumble rap, exterminating with a pen and pad
Like it or not I'm gonna be rapping until my fucking lungs collapse
Gonna be doing it for while so you better get fucking used to that
Slapping a rapper a bitch whos gonna be throwing dirt on that
R I P a n***a who's gonna battle Anonymous
Gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, yuh
Gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, yuh
Gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, yuh
Yuh

Hook:

I'm sick with a cold but I could care less
Bitches throwing out their pussy so fucking care-less
Another remix for the charts, its over used yes
Shoutout to the homie LEECH for inspiring this shit