D.R.U.G.

I'm not a asshole, that's my ego He knows me, and you ain't equal Go ahead and call me evil, yeah I don't fuck with many people I ain't playing any games, say it to my face, hate me 'cause the braids Pull up, pull up with that energy, I swear you catch a fade I made like 20k today, don't give a single fuck, okay? All the money in the world, Tom MacDonald never changed I know what I'm worth, the life I deserve is finally manifesting in my work My mama told me I'd be famous, I guess I've been being humble 'cause of her I want revenge, I want respect, I want a billion dollars and a Benz I want a coffin full of all my enemies, I want all these rappers severed heads This a big, big mood I'm making big, big moves I got a big, big ego I got a big dick too I'm at the top right now, everybody want my style Stepping on a rare spaceship to declare invasion Got my hair braided, diamonds in my smile Like a bare naked millionaire wasted in his parents' basement, taming crocodiles I became dangerous from the bank statements, 'cause my name famous, I been going viral They're praying I'll lose it quick, too bad I'm stupid lit I got Gucci shoes I bought, I never used, I'll put the Gucci kicks to your Gucci lips Then put my Gucci feet to your Gucci head, you'll get Gucci beat 'til your Gucci dead I will Gucci stomp on my Gucci clothes 'til I'm Gucci gone and your Gucci ghost Ooh-ayy Whole crew big like Wu-Tang My neck look like 2 Chainz Money Bic like butane, ooh-ayy, whoa Tatted my face and my hands and my arms And my legs and my ribs and my back, ha Thank God I rap; even if I wanted a job, I could never go back Whoa, every buck I owe I paid off in full Life I chose made me like it knows I'm worth my weight in gold Only hoes keep enemies close; way I move, it shows Got two money trees a hundred feet, I carve my name in both Neck is froze, teeth all glow, cocaine rich without the blow People that you call celebrities are blowing up my phone, fuck off Dopest rappers under God (what?) Dopest rappers under God (what?) Dopest rappers under God I swear to God it's like a drug (yeah) Dopest rappers under God (what?) Dopest rappers under God (what?) Dopest rappers under God I swear to God it's like a drug (yeah) I'm on a roll, I'm getting swoll, I gotta go, yeah, yeah He just a troll, I'm still a pro, I'll fuck his hoe, yeah, yeah I'm moody, don't fuck with me, I don't need you to accompany me My noodle is voodoo, it's broke and no joke in my brains I'm a damn pharmaceutical company Who gonna come from me? I'll just stand up, I bet you gonna run from me I got these rappers all grumpy as shit Fuck it, he's back, man, that son of a bitch Ayy, my ego the size of the sky (yeah0, look up and see my face (wow) These rappers, they wanna be me, and their girlfriends, they wanna know how the fuck I taste I don't trust a hoe, I just fuck a hoe I don't like the dude, I say "Fuck your flow" I do what I want, I get lots of cash I don't really care where the fuck I go I gotta finish this deal, I got a weapon concealed (true) I'm gonna get this few mil, Netflix and chill Anyone get in my way, you gon' get yourself killed I got the sauce, you got that juice that is Minute Maid I just come back to intimidate This game full of pussy, pit pussy can fuck on my dick, I just come back to penetrate Still rep red and white, I don't call police MadChild out the cage, someone woke the beast Also red and white, that's a make-believe Double cheese for me, that's a staple piece Millions, and millions, and millions, and millions of dollars I made Now I am back and you all are afraid Mad is a boss, I show up when I want, no one calling it late Man, these bitches are spoiled She loco, this pollo, these bitches ain't loyal (no) (bitch) I'm vicious, I'm digging a ditch in the soil Then I'm gon' piss on this bitch in that soil (bitch) Tom, just grab your coat, they want that but smoke Mad just have you wolf, not your average G.O.A.T What an ensemble, couple of bad fucking hombres Got so much blood on my hands, and my money is dirty, can handle a laundry You walk around like a zombie I'll take 'em back to you calmly Did so much drugs in my life And turn my brain to an omelet I run it up like a gauntlet Welcome to my house, it's haunted Last year I didn't feel wanted Yeah, well, fuck you, bitch Dopest rappers under God (what?) Dopest rappers under God (what?) Dopest rappers under God I swear to God it's like a drug (yeah) Dopest rappers under God (what?) Dopest rappers under God (what?) Dopest rappers under God I swear to God it's like a drug (yeah)