[Intro]
Yeah, look

[Verse]
Okay, I see a bunch of soundalikes, lookalikes, shook the dice
Put in groundwork and now we bookin' flights
Porch was food for thought
You n***as ain't think I can cook it twice
Dude been nice since you was tikes
And you and mama flew the kite, the game changed
I'm laughin' at what n***as do for views and likes
Amassin' clout, I'd rather cash to count in my account
Put five classics out and then I'm through with mics
Now let that sink like a new device
My mood is sheist' with a toolie, I'm too precise
My technique with a TEC is terrific, I'm a technician
You not a threat, listen, I am so far ahead of you boys
I made a trek with my steps, I'm that speck in the distance
May these records give me record attendance
Or I exercise the second amendment while relieving your neck of that pendant
I take letters and get to stretchin' the limits
I ain't rappin', I'm sketchin' an image
On my uncle, Timmy, these guys timid
Hide behind gimmicks, give me five minutes
I'll defy physics, multiply digits, used to drive Civic
Came from the back like when yo n***a on the side visits
I divide divi-dens with my n***as
Keep nine nickels, that .45 get me out of any binds or pickles
N***as minds is fickle, hope these lines will triple
Trickle and overtime, design a ripple
Simple, look, I ain't spittin' a–