Lyrics

Ayo, this shit is all jokes so like
 Shut the fuck up
 Ayo, tell Eminem to shave his beard and get back on that vicodin
 Bleach his hair and call both his mother and wife a ‘bitch’
 When I see Lil Xan, I’ll be ready to get violent
 He’s got a gun but when he sees me, he’s just gonna slice his wrists
 I don’t need to fight Lil Baby, I did the research
 Just slip a perc in his drink watch him die from a seizure
 The fuck I look like asking for a Chance feature?
 I’ma force his wife and daughter to rock a Kazuo t-shirt
 I’ll cheat on Cardi B and probably never feel pitiful
 Then snitch on 6ix9ine for some shit he didn’t do
 I don’t give a fuck, shit on my life I want hate
 The type to do a drive by on an ex/X, Jahseh
 When it gets ugly my face will be still pretty
 I’ll jump Chris Brown in the body of Lil Dicky
 While wearing some Fenty makeup as Karreuche chills with me
 Forcing Royalty to watch then afterwards kill Trippie
 Yeah  yeah, I’m an asshole but I bag hoes
 I’ll lynch the new Kanye while rocking a Klan robe
 And have the sound of him choking later used as a sample
 By the old Kanye like *choke* (he fucking snapped bro)
 I don’t got much to lose and got nothing to prove
 So, get out my way I got fuck shit to do
 Y’all mind if I wild out? (Hell no)
 Y’all mind if I wild out? (Hell no)
 Yo switch the beat
 I don’t got much to lose and got nothing to prove
 So, get out my way I got fuck shit to do
 Y’all mind if I wild out?
 Y’all mind if I wild out?
 Okay okay okay, my shits so fire Drake probably wanna jack it
 I’ll go to France, find his hidden son then kidnap him
 I’ll fuck Kylie while having a session with Travis
 Then collab with Brockhampton and call Kevin a fa-ntastic artist, 
 Damn I love to start shit
 Lets just admit it, French Montana is retarded
 He’s the weakest out the BX, him and Russ are fucking garbage
 Y’all already knew that let me go to another topic
 I don’t give a fuck if Logic will never like me
 Cause he look the type to think mayonnaise is spicy
 Biracial my ass look at his skin complexion
 Every time that **** says ‘****’ I get offended
 NF is the reason I’m a proud as fuck athiest
 Play his shit? I’d rather fuck James Charles with Jay Z lips
 I won’t fight Yachty even though i got the meanest hook
 I’ll tie him to a chair and makes his dumbass read a book
 I wanna slap Anderson Paak’s forehead
 That **** make great music though, no more said
 I’ll bring Rocky back to Sweden for torment
 I’m pissed that still we don’t have no Iggy porn yet
 I don’t got much to lose and got nothing to prove
 So, get out my way I got fuck shit to do
 Y’all mind if I wild out? (Hell no)
 Y’all mind if I wild out? (Hell no)
 Yo switch the beat
 I don’t got much to lose and got nothing to prove
 So, get out my way I got fuck shit to do
 Y’all mind if I wild out?
 Y’all mind if I wild out?
 Listen Cole and Kendrick y’all may be the most respected
 All the shit y’all showns impressive, yo dead ass there’s no contesting
 Aura, presence, flow, inflections, guarantees y’all both are legends
 But this is an open letter showing I’m the dopest present
 And my sole intentions to go from no attention to going reckless
 Taking over the culture setting bars so high it’s over heavens
 Copacetic pure aesthetics, coming from the Tokyo peasant
 A force to reckon that’ll overdose on coke due to chronic formed depression
 Don’t you get it? Cordae got a rival, it’s me
 Fuck a Big Sean album I’d rather die in my sleep
 Shit that **** better swing Jhene Aiko to me
 Gimme the word I’ll fucking go and snuff Tyler for free
 Yo If Rico really nasty I’ma shit in her mouth
 If I gotta collab with Curry for some infinite clout
 Then just like a Nicki verse I’ll be skipping it, ouch
 Fuck Carti I’m the biggest ignant dick and I’m proud
 I’ll call up every Blood to run up on Vince Staples
 Then he’ll really be a Crip (leave that **** disabled)
 I’ll be the one to shoot Nas, you old heads are trash 
 And then force y’all to listen to Lil Wayne while getting stabbed
Written by: Kazuo Green
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