text: All these motherfuckers talk shit
  Always on some opp shit
  Say you rap you making pop and act like you can rock shit
  Imma fuckin locksmith opening bags of pot bitch
  Anybody wanna hit?
  Kidding you can rot bitch
  Oh, you sent my phone a text I’m sorry I went loch ness
  Imma monster at my concerts then I’m back to dropping hits
  Whatchu want
  Whatchu want
  You don’t want me in the mix
  Walk the walk
  What’s the talk?
  All I hear is empty clips
  I dont give a fuck bout who you be this shit aint Pinterest
  You’ve never shared a sentence or word thats caught my interest
  Pussy rappers talking like they born some sorta princess
  But on some weirdo shit, they prolly descended from incest
  What the fuck said what fuck, is wrong with you
  What the fuck said what fuck, is wrong with you
  What the fuck said what fuck, is wrong with you
  What the fuck said what fuck, is wrong with you
  Watch yo self, watch yo self
  Watch yo self, watch yo self
  Watch yo self, watch yo self
  Watch yo self, watch yo self
  Watch yo self, watch yo self
  Aint no one gon protect you
  You might find some fame or wealth but they still gon come finesse you, fuck yourself, fuck yourself
  Betta hide fore I get you
  I got no respect for life try to kill me I wont let you
  Watch yo self, watch yo self
  Watch yo self, watch yo self
  Aint no one gon protect you
  You might find some fame or wealth but they still gon come finesse you, fuck yourself, fuck yourself
  Betta hide fore I get you
  I got no respect for life try to kill me I wont let you