Turn that shit up diesel
That's poobs ?
I'm a light that shit up
Yeah

I was in the cut these mother fuckers asleep
I'm about the youth these Lil n***as should eat
I been on the streets
I been killing these beats
Give a fuck about no rappers
Cause I been killing ?
Flowing off the RiRi maybe I go and read
Im behind the mask but maybe they know it's me
Type of shit I thought when I was robbin' a thief
I can con a con artist so I'm a problem for me
I can kill any beat don't care if it's R&B
Why he rhyme so ghetto he came from poverty
Look at me then
Look at me now
You Looking around
Cause I'm ghost
On another coast smoking a pound
You will never find a rapper like me
That was rappin' like me
That was clappin' like me
Now I don't wanna brag about no dumb shit
No gun shit, no slum shit
Why the fuck you actin' like me, I don't like that
Left him right there
Talk about, he be right back
Can't spin on me, you ain't doin' the laundry
He goin' come back wit a strap
Arms on me
I attack first if I'm thinking he tryin' to harm me
Work work work work work
Got my Mama in my ear like "the church won't hurt"
But I gotta ride the wave till the surf don't work
Get a new board
Thinkin that the dirt don't work
I'm a true lord
Flip and I slip when I'm high wit da roof off
Gotta stay lukewarm
N***a put you on could put the Duke on
Flip on yo ass when the loot gone
Dat jewel was free next time bring a coupon
Lookin' at the rob report in the ?
Holdin' on a strap
That could clap and get a moose gone