[Intro]
[?] on the track
Ayy

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I've been making vids, I gotta edit
On the net, my shit be trending up on motherfucking Reddit, ooh
Everybody used to try and diss me, uh
Now they keep regretting that they said it, huh

[Chorus]
All my shit is ill, I need a medic
But they takin' all my vids, I'm never getting any credit, ayy
I guess I'm just doing what I can now
I'm the man now, fuck it, esskeetit, huh

[Verse 1]
Moving through, ayy
Got the newest shoes, huh
Real recognize real
Who are you? Ayy
Now they wonder how I do these views
And it's hard to figure out like a Rubik's Cube
Hard to put together like a two and a two
Fuck what I gotta do, already proved it to you
On the remix, but I ain't a remix rapper
All these bitches want my sausage, that's 'Jesus' backwards
Now, the words, they don't even matter
'Cause they like, "Hey Ben, bro, we need it faster"
So, I'm on a mission to spit
The most ridiculous shit, and no one ever figures this shit
Because I've written a million words to try to and fit in a minute
To sound impeccably brilliant, but I'm like, really, what is it?
Because then, when you take a look at what has really been written
You realize that it was shit, it wasn't really so different
So really, just listen whenever you are given a rhythm
And someone rapping on that shit thinking they're really the biggest
Because they're not! That's not hot
I don't remember the fakes, so who's that? I forgot
Nowadays, I look up in my class at the clock
In my brain, fuck the lecture, I'm just rapping a lot, ayy
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Did a mill' in a week, esskeetit
'Cause you know I gotta eat my lettuce (What?)
Getting hits back and forth, like tennis
Got no teeth in the game, need a motherfucking dentist, ooh

[Chorus]
All my shit is really ill, I need a medic
But they takin' all my vids, I'm never getting any credit, ayy
I guess I'm just doing what I can now
I'm the man now, fuck it, esskeetit, ooh

[Verse 2]
Moving hits, ayy
Got the newest kicks, ayy
Real recognize real
Who is this? Ayy, yeah
Hop on the track, uh
I want my bag, uh
Rappers talk through walkie-talkies
"Copy that" (Oh)
Killing everything viral, I'm the rap game sanitizer
Already burning, I really don't need to amp the fire
Fuck an amplifier, I'm the main, so fuck an appetizer
I don't need endorsements, so fuck the advertisers!
[Interlude]
Actually, I- cancel that

[Verse 3]
Lyrical shit is too boring for me
I mean, I gotta be the one to be destroying the scene
But if I started going off, that would be gory and mean
And unfair to all these other rappers pouring their lean
But now, do people even drink lean?
I mean, I feel like we left that in 2016
'Cause, to be honest, I don't wanna be like Russ either
Or an idiot who acts live everyone's teacher, I'm just me, huh
Under and under an achiever
Tryna turn a hater to a believer
I'm just going to the top, don't need a procedure
I'm just trying to get my money, get it much cleaner, damn
So what more can I say?
400K
So what more can I say?
This a quick special for 400K!

[Pre-Chorus 3]
Did a mill' in a week, esskeetit
'Cause a brother gotta eat my lettuce (What?)
Getting hits back and forth, like tennis
Got no teeth in the game, need a motherfucking dentist, ooh
[Chorus]
All my shit is really ill, I need a medic
But they takin' all my vids, I'm never getting any credit, ayy
I guess I'm doing what I can now
I'm the man now, fuck it, esskeetit

[Outro]
Bitch!