[Intro]
Uh-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
That was his flow on this song, right?
*mumbling*

[Verse]
Tour bus full of bottles and models and bitches who swallow
Got guns full of hollows, put you out your sorrow
I'm rappin' on Eminem beats 'cause I follow the leaders
That n***a's a beast
I feel like a monster or maybe a goblin
A straight Jeffrey Dahmer, put dick in your mama
Neck like a ostrich, I'm fly, fuck a copper
Can't judge me at all, put the Johnnie to Cochran
My flow brazy, it's crazy, insane
And the fact that I made it, these fuck n***as hatin' it
I remember playin' this game in my basement
Sayin' I would make it and fuckin' complainin'
Mama on the link, car, food, and the fridge
But we was still strugglin', ballin', triple-doublin'
Damn near had two jobs, tryna keep up
Worked at my school just so I could stay up in there, uh
Now I gotta bless her, now I gotta bless her
Now I gotta fuck on a bitch named Vanessa
Her chest the best, huh, her breasts the best, uh
Now I'm ballin', next up, now I'm ballin', next up
This shit'll upset, I'm fuckin' the world like it's rough sex
Got head from a white bitch, I call it a roughneck
I'm ball on these bitches like Rucker or somethin'
Money makin', rich motherfucker or somethin'
My flow is crazy, it's brazy
I told you, you run up then you will get cranked like a soldier
Make like composers, I promise it's over
Everything but sober, I do her like homework
N***as think they in it but they not
They been trippin', catch 'em slippin', I'ma shoot 'em with the Glock
I been ballin' like a Piston, shit, I do this shit a lot
All this shit is really all a part of my evil plot
This is world domination, triple 9 in this bitch
Chiropractor with the chopper, break your spine when it hit
I been ballin' like I'm Kobe or LeBron in this bitch
Matter fact, I'm feelin' like I'm in my prime in this bitch
This shit finna do numbers on YouTube, trust me
Hoes gon' love me, they all wanna fuck me
Even if I'm ugly, I know I'm not ugly
I been movin' around too much, trust me
Chopper on my hip with a clover on it, lucky
My chopper like a thotty, I pull it out, it's busting
I really don't got time for none of the discuss-ting
I promise all I'm smoking all this pack, super musty
Off of the dome
This shit comin' off of the dome
And I'm comin' all for your domes
This shit comin' off of the dome
I make hits and take shits on these n***as that think that they better than me, but they not, go figure
Keep the Tommy in my Tommy, lil' n***a, Hilfigers
I'ma ball, I'ma swish, lil' n***a
I remember smoking swishers with my brother and now it's backwoods
Run up on me, chopper hit you and leave you in backwoods
If you lookin' for me then I'm probably up to no good
Runnin' through your hood with probably some more goods
Water whippin' in the kitchen, flippin' it like chicken
Run up, chopper hit him, put him into su-submission
Don't give a fuck about n***as, neither, or bitches
I promise you I'm only focused on gettin' them riches
You see it, believe it, white Justin Bieber
My swag super hot like I caught me a fever
Bring the house down like Queen, no Latifah
You'll get smoked like a blunt, no Khalifa
Boolin' on top with a thot from the block
Give me top, you get hit with the Glock
All my n***as get money, best believe it or not
Run up on me, leave you shot
Best believe I'm on top
Juice WRLD like Pac, shoutout 2Pac
Without him I wouldn't be here, believe it or not
Shoutout to Eminem, same situation
I been makin' all this money, I been money-makin'
I been soul snatchin', I been life takin'
They think I sold my soul, n***a, I was just playin'
I just got this shit on my own, n***a, I'm just sayin'
I just got this shit on my own, n***a, I'm just sayin'
My flow is so intricate, intimate, killin' 'em, really I'm ripping it
Focused like Ritalin, n***a, you get it, don't get it
Forget me, lil' n***a
Proactively poppin' like zits, lil' n***a
On Westwood boolin', back smokin' pack
With a bitch rollin' 'thrax for me
'Cause I don't know how to roll Backwoods
But it's all good, I'ma get my shit back
Ridin' up, like a pimp, lil' n***a, you get your shit slapped, n***a
Just like slick back, n***a
Break you off like a candy, n***a, no KitKat, n***a
All my n***as get money, best to believe that, n***a
Over-chieve all the n***as, overachieve that n***a
They lookin' at me like, "How we gon' overachieve that n***a?
He 19, he went three times platinum
He wrote that song in twenty minutes, he just started rapping"
Nah, I been makin' it happen, huh
Ahahaha
They say, "Why your dreams super lucid?" Ahaha
Oh, chief, this beat hard as fuck