Wwf

(Good lookin', Ro')

Cuz they ain't-- they don't listen to Detroit music so the battle world gon' be like "What is this **** talking 'bout?" but that's exactly what I want them to do, I want everybody to say "it's trash" and all of that. That's what I want everybody to do cuz I don't give a fuck! I just want you to listen to it! (****! I just be playing around with this shit like ayy, ayy...)

I ain't never had no fucking problems with no motherfuckin' battle rappers

Not no real problems

Not some shit I couldn't solve with one motherfuckin'...

I ain't never had no fucking problems with no motherfuckin' battle rappers

Not no real...

Not some shit I couldn't solve with one motherfuckin' call

Man, I used to do this shit for fun

Until they start giving away checks like we're the World Wrestling Federation

How the fuck I just run up a hun?

And all I did was walk in the arenas and talk my shit with no hesitation

Don't cry to me say you get booked for crumbs

In my era, Smack called like "Fly to me if you want a buzz"

What I did? Hit that road, a **** getting crushed

New York was on that sour till they smelled them cookie blunts

Had John John on the road with some hoes and eight bows, he ain't even know

Got flicked in Carolina, he ain't fold so they let us go

Told Tay Roc and Brizz y'all think we hoes? ****, let us know

Could have came off the hip but why kill a **** when I know the **** wouldn't kill a ****?

These **** rap for their life

How I'ma beef with a **** that got yapped for his ice?

They threw his shit in the trash, he bought a new one at night

That **** jewelry real metal like a can opener

I land in Jersey cuz they got the Xans and the opioids

You think I'm here to fuck with Suge?

Yeah, I might call Surf

Fuck with the **** still in the streets putting in hard work

A million views up and still that **** you call first

A million views up, I'm still putting in y'all work

Put my **** in positions better than the yard work

They thinking I ain't got ammunition but I just ain't hit the red button

Smack ain't said nothing

Caffeine got me up early, **** I'm head hunting

Do that shit in Holyoke, Bishop got some meds for me

I just gave Verb the Holy Ghost, Hitman gon' call the feds on me

Take the champion belt to the cemetery, celebrate my dead ****

Man, I used to do this shit for fun

Till they start giving away checks like we're the World Wrestling Federation

How the fuck I just run up a hun?

All I did was walk in the arenas and talk my shit with no hesitation

Don't cry to me say you get booked for crumbs

In my era, Smack called like "Fly to me if you want a buzz"

What I did? Hit that road, **** getting touched

St. Louis, winter time, I think pops was minked up

Every battle I ever had, we at the after party I'm like drink up

Smack ain't even pay me, I done spent a 10 hut

Don't do battle rap bitches but Phara had to get fucked

Jaz the Rapper, that's my baby, we in imaginary love

They're really trying to pay me to battle imaginary thugs

Told Beas' I be on tequila, I don't fuck with Rum

40 G's if they want the Geechi, 60 I'll rematch with Lux

Or I can break bread with Qleen Paper, y'all can match 'em up

I came to **** hometowns so they mad as fuck

Can't nobody put you on ****, when your cabbage up

Can't nobody see what you see when you got tinted buffs

The future built for me, let's see where I'm gon' end up

Crack him over the head for a 30 and put a 10 up

I know **** starving in the hood, their ribs really touching

Your life go for a bargain in the hood, they ain't charge me nothing

And catch a **** lacking in the field then it's sorry for him

I ain't never had no fucking problems with no motherfuckin' battle rappers

Not no real problems

Not some shit I couldn't solve with one motherfuckin'...

I ain't never had no fucking problems with no motherfuckin' battle rappers

Not no real...

Not some shit I couldn't solve with one motherfuckin' call

Man I used to do this shit for fun

Till they start giving away checks like we're the World Wrestling Federation

How the fuck I just run up a hun?

All I did was walk in the arenas and talk my shit with no hesitation

Don't cry to me say you got booked for crumbs

In my era, Smack called like "Fly to me if you want a buzz"

What I did? Hit that road, **** gettin' touched

New York still on that sour, I done bought the pink runtz