Doozy

Yeah, this shit is stupid

Look, when it comes to the way I act, bro

Got the backbone, not the traps though

Fans go with the rap flows, got a crapload

Ammo like I'm Castro when he had foes

That go like a gat go

This shit is so stupid

When it comes to the way I act, bro

Got the backbone, not the traps though

Fans go with the rap flows, got a crapload

Ammo like I'm Castro when he had foes

That go like a gat go

Ya, so, at my last show, in the back row

Bad hoes, trust I grabbed those like a lasso

That goal never has sold 'cause I'm bashful

That's no fucking fact though, I'm an asshole

See, you little weirdo?

I don't get what you're trying to be, you little weirdo

Everything you send me, I don't read, little weirdo

With the way I'm livin', I don't need little weirdos

Oh, and you trying to be calling me a little weirdo?

Oh, you a mean little weirdo, need therapy, little weirdo

I don't really give a little mini shit about any of these little weirdos

Rappers always walk up to me in the show venue

Ask me for a feature, I tell them, "Sir, no thank you"

I should just be honest, I don't mean to offend you

But you should probably get better before I molest you

I got the flows and the patterns

To make a rapper lose control of his bladder

A soaking wet mattress with piss on the sheet

Do this religiously, tell the pope and the pastor

And most of these rappers are jokes

And I have to just hold in the laughter like

(What?) Yeah, what?

How the fuck you suck that much?

Oh, I got a pretty fan waiting in a mini van

Dumber than a brick and man, I don't really give a damn

She want me to give a damn, follow on the Instagram

Baby, that's a big demand for a little, little tramp

Whoa, now she calling me a prick again? Really, man?

Tell her suck a dick like it wasn't already in her plans, in advance

All the Jewish 80-year-old women that my grandma be

Showing all my music to is gon' hear that profanity

And think that I did it just to embarrass my family

Ugh, I'm sorry, yo, I'm awful I know, shabbat shalom

You can tell I got the Jewish awkward nose

What the fuck is up with that obnoxious bone?

Just look at the amount that my nostrils hold

None of you motherfuckers as strong as those

I got a bodybuilder on my face

Step to me, I'll smell you from miles away

Eureka! You reek of weak talent that needs practice

And cheap fabric that needs fashion

Extreme yapping that needs action

And mean bragging that needs absence

You reek of sadnesses, I reek of savage

You reek of has-been, I wreak havoc

Look, performing when the moons out

Meetings during the daytime

I sat down with Genius

They sat down with one at the same time

I broke down my lyrics, I'm the only one that can break mine

I broke down the barriers for a kid living a man's life

Damn right

Give me a couple of years and stand by

I'll transcribe every single one of my thoughts into a franchise

At 17, I told the label that I grew up listening to that I can't sign

They don't want me to sound underground

Well they don't know I'm a landmine, boom!

Blow up in they face, woah, hold up a minute

You said I said that I'm a fan

No, the fuck I didn't, no, the fuck I didn't

You got shit to work on before I can say it

You're putting words in my mouth

Just 'cause nobody will ever put your words in their playlist

I spit a flow and everyone gets quiet out of amazement

You spit a flow they get quiet 'cause everyone hates it

You will never work in the booth with me, don't get frustrated

I barely do features 'cause I can only record butt naked, facts

So next time you ask for a feature

I'll assume that you're asking to see my ass, I'll pass

That is my best feature by the way

I just taught the teacher how to learn and preacher how to pray

There's levels to this shit, I jump to get mine

I'm the ultimate newer entrepreneur

You're looking old and done with your life

You could fit a bucket of fries, a couple of knives

And oven supplies in the bags under your eyes

To be honest I only really be going fast

For everybody that be telling me that it's stupid

Because I don't really want to do it

But I kind of want to do it only

Because they really don't want me to do it, so I'ma do it

They tryna be biting me but I don't even think that they can chew it

If you can do it, then, motherfucker, prove it

I wanna see it, I wanna see it, I wanna believe it

But you're deceiving, I see it, I see your secret, I see it

I don't really want to be the one to leak it

Fuck it, man, I kind of want to be the one to leak it

Every time that you're copying someone or recycling yourself

I can tell you got no confidence that is needed

I'll never say I'm fearing you when I'm putting divine fear in you

You'll always be my inferior, you fit the criteria, bitch

Calm down, goddammit

I tend to lose my cool when they call me hotheaded

Oh, did I break your equipment?

Oh, I'm sorry

Next time you threaten to sue me just do it

I want someone to diss, I want someone to quit

Just because what I spit made them cry like a bitch

Told the captains recruit me, I'll take a passionate dookie

On every rapper that knew me

Then I'm back to the studio like that was a doozy

Goodbye