[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Know I'm sayin', one take shit, you know what I mean?
I'm just playing around with 'em, uh
Master of my motherfuckin' craft like, you know what I mean?
I feel like Wayne on these motherfuckers
[Verse]
Uh, came a long way, I'm still not tryna meet ya (Talk to 'em)
How the fuck I got rap beef 'bout a fuckin' feature? Hold up (Let's go)
I tried to play cool with these niggas, but I'm really evil, hold up (Y'all fuck niggas know what’s going on, man, yeah)
(Young Guap', young Guap', young Guap', young Guap')
Feel like a monster, hold up (Yeah), I feel like a monster, hold up (Let's go)
Everything enormous, hella (Yeah), everything big, yeah (Woah)
Jump out this bitch, huh (Woah)
Smoke on a cig, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Aim at ya head, hold up (Woah)
Take off ya wig, huh
I'm wit' the shit, huh (Schyeah)
I do it for my kid, hah (Do it for my kid)
Count up a M, huh (Count up a M)
And get 'em on film, huh (Get 'em on film)
Do it— uh, do it— uh, I do it for Kee 'nem, hold up (Do it for them)
These niggas are nun', these niggas ain't eatin', these niggas get slim, hold up (Woah)
Hold up, ah, yeah, hold up, ah, yeah (Woah, woah, woah, let's go, let's go)
Talk is cheap, yeah (Woah)
Why you take that plea? Hold up (Bitch)
Go jump out your feet, hold up (Bitch)
Water get deep, hold up (Bitch)
Knee below, hold up (Bitch)
Shawty on blow, hold up (Bitch)
I’m Sid Vicious, hold up (Stick)
Rock and roll, woah, woah (Rockin')
Rick Owens, hold up (Ricky)
Ricky O, hold up (Pretty rich)
Flex on bitches, hold up (Woah)
I'm a pro, hold up (Let's go)
I'm from UK, hold up (Hold up)
I'm from the O, hold up, yeah (Ah, ah, ah)
I got a bitch, ha, yeah (Schyeah), she on some different shit, hah (Hah)
I got a emo thug, yeah (Hah), she on some different shit, hah (Let's go)
She tryna suck me up, on some vamp bih', yeah (Vamp)
I'm with a vamp tramp, yeah (Huh), I'm on some Xan', huh
Baby, all these racks on me, I'm going cray-cray (Hah, hah)
All these bitches, all these, all these, all these, yeah, yeah (Hah)
I'm a cowboy, huh, yeah, off that yay-yay (Hah, hah, hah)
Got them guns on me, yeah, yeah, in broad day (Rock)
Shit, yeah, jump out that ho and we goin' crazy (Ayy, baby, c'mere, let's come on)
Uh, every ho I know tryna have my baby, schyeah (Uh, Guapo)
Walk in that bitch, I'm buying everything I see, hold up (Woah, spend it, spend it)
Woah, woah (Spend it)
Stripes on me like Kanye (Kanye)
Baby, I'm tryna play that (Play that)
All of these motherfuckers ho (Ho)
I put a ho on a playdate (Playdate)
I got your ho on payday (Payday)
Stay on the block, yeah, all day (Yeah, yeah)
Sellin' that pussy for— ah, ah (Ah)
Braggin' ass ho wanna pop back (Pop back)
Woah (Woah), schyeah (Woah, woah)
Eat her off a entrée, yeah (Entrée)
Schyeah, I knew you was faithful back in the days, yeah (Lil' bitch)
Hold up, too much water, I'm in the way, shorty (Woah, woah)
Hold up, ooh, woah, woah-woah
[Bridge]
(Schyeah, I'm in the way, shorty)
(Too much water, yeah, I'm in the way, shorty) Schyeah, schyeah
(I knew you was faithful back in the days, yeah) Let's go
(Too much water, yeah, I'm in the way, shorty) Schyeah, hah, hah, hah
(I knew you was faithful back in the days, yeah) Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
[Outro]
Nah, for real, every fuck nigga got me fucked up
It's double O season, all summer
All winter, all fall, all spring
Know what I'm sayin'?
Uh, yeah, know I'm straight hittin'
Know I move with firepower, know what I mean?
You know what I'm sayin'?
Gunpowder, nigga, that motherfuckin' gunpowder
That motherfuckin' horse tranquilizer
That motherfuckin'— uh, ketamine
That motherfuckin' opium
That motherfuckin' spoon
MUSIC, yeah
And you listenin' to the motherfuckin' world's greatest artist of all time
The motherfuckin' best, the boss
Double O, uh, the overlord of that
The nightcrawler of that, that
Mr. Anti himself, you know what I'm sayin'?
Mr. I-Love-Himself, Mr. Narcissistic, Mr. Narcissist
Mister— whatever the fuck you wanna call me
Respect every name, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm T'd up right now, but that's how I feel, for real
Ain't got nun' to prove, I ain't on no fake gangster shit
Try me, pussy ass nigga and I'll just—
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