Comeback

Yo, it's Donotello

Yo, said It's the microphone ambassador

Fuck mic', killing bitches, a massacre

I had to come back and shit on 'em just to get my stature up

Upgrading, comin' with rhythms and bows to pack a punch

I'm molting hot, they lava my flow and it got me cracking up

You had enough yet?

Boy I'm more flames than Diablo

Zooted off some green, it got me floating in the cosmos

I wonder if anybody will come and take a shot though

Probably not though

I'm Matisse and you Picasso

Put your hands up and surrender

Claim you the champ, but I'm the contender

I'm coming for the belt, so you better come meet your ender

I been the underdog

Ain't no story to it, I'm Corey Lewis

Body beats and making gory music

I'm Tory Kubrick, I'm too slick

Hop off my crew bitch

Grew sick from rapping, I might have the flu

Now I'm moving these cubes quick

No filter, I'm ruthless unless I go in fucking raw

Then I'm probably smoking out two zips

And this ain't nothin that new bitch

So take a step back and check it

I do this shit with an ease

Lunch dinner and breakfast

I'm moving up, y'all regressing

Only a year's progression

And you can see the improvement

But you ain't gotta mention that

One hundred K off of rappin' real quick

I'm back on my shit

I got these rappers asking features

Suck the back of my dick

You trapped in the mix

I'm focused up on fucking stacking my bricks

And I ain't worried about a thang unless we passing a spliff

Or slapping a kick

Because this music shit

Always knew I wanna do shit

Catch 'em off guard, like "who is this?"

Donotello been the rudest kid

They been sayin' that I'm new to this, but I'm back and I'm better

I'm through with the paintin', ain't payin' for headers

You sadly mistaken, they call me the shredder

Say fuck all my enemies, I am vendetta

They really can't stop this, go hard, I'ma pop shit

Forty Andy Milonakis, spaceship

Riding 'round in a cockpit

Wit' my gang, fuck it up in a mosh pit

My neck cold and my wrist frost

Nobody fuckin' with me like they should

And it's catching me pretty pissed off

So kick rocks or come and suck my dick until it get soft

That grimy motherfucker tryna get guap and spit raw

Sipping dirty faygo like I'm 6 Dogs, the big boss

You looking for an offer? Bitch, I'm big hoss

The motherfucking prodigy, commodity

Who on a quest like Odyssey?

Self-fulfilling the prophecy

Doing this shit with modesty

Ain't nobody on top of me, I'm back in my prime

All these bitches keep bothering me, stop wastin' ya time

I ain't with the games bitch, I'll lane switch

Mitsu-whipping, smoking fragrance

You can taste it, lil' shorty tripping 'bout lame shit

And she basic, I ain't even mad, get my cake bitch

And run it up like bases

Siouxer-born, can't change this

But see, I'm barely in town

I been working on my craft to go and find out my sound

It's Donotello, don't forget

Bitch, I came up from the ground

And now I'm working, they upset because I'm bringing 'em down

Bitch