VIPERS

Oh, look

You’re the same lil boys with the old flows

Tellin' people lies that’ll sodomise their headphones

Do you even listen to the shit you try to take from?

These lil pussies talk tough till it gets rough

That lil pussy can’t dance on beat like me

I don’t wanna hear no shit about no G O A T

Shouldn’t let those lips flap

If yo fists won’t swing

Let that ass clap boy

Like a bitch on stream

Thinkin' maybe I should live and let live

But I can’t let you get away with all of this shit

You walk in like you him

But you 'bout to get pimped

Type to write so tough

But that handshakе limp

So if you wanna talk that shit

Put your money where your mouth is

You'rе talking illiterate

Couldn’t keep up with the ignorant

Hyped up lads

That would never back down from it

You ain’t got what it takes

'Cause you're a snake

But you ain’t got no venom

One shot and I’ll send 'em all to heaven

I’m running with the dogs

Straight weapons

I could make you break

But I know you won’t be stepping

'Cause you're a fake

You ain’t got no venom

Let that mouth run

Think you might regret it

I’ll send 'em straight to god

No check in

Make that shit a date

Let’s see if you really meant it

'Cause I'll go drop your body and bag it

You fucking

Wait

Calm down

What’s the commotion

All these motherfuckin' tracks sound like a Splice promotion

You just buy, cheat, and flip

You can’t express your emotions

You got starved of attention

You’re on the internet begging

You think you’re quirky and different because you listen to Kendrick

Last time I checked so does every other kid and their parents

I got to teach you a lesson

Don’t say you're king for second

You copy the spiritual miracle flow

With a couple of 0's

And think that made a difference

Oh my

You just mixed some pop with guitar

You must be a god

Lucky I

I can see that bitch in your eyes

Through that new facade

'Cause you're a snake

But you ain’t got no venom

One shot and I’ll send 'em all to heaven

I’m running with the dogs

Straight weapons

I could make you break

But I know you won’t be stepping

'Cause you're a fake

You ain’t got no venom

Let that mouth run

Think you might regret it

I’ll send 'em straight to god

No check in

Make that shit a date

Let’s see if you really meant it

Let me see you dance lil bro

I know you a fan lil bro

I’m the man lil bro

I could black you out

No hands lil bro

You wouldn’t understand lil bro

Got you turnings heads

The way I’m switching on a flow

I could make a milly

Off of pissin' on your soul

Tell that boy to run up

Imma slap him like a hoe

I could knock all 6 of them

I’ll do it on my own

Hear your girl is singing

Better ask her how it goes

Even if it’s self aware

You can’t say you’re the goat