text: I line up, inhale spit
  I love that white shit
  Even more after every single hit
  No regrets, not even one bit
  Ive seen you out here looking quite dangerous
  Slowly like youre trying to endanger us
  My boy Flav already saying its flavorous
  Id say youre going for something to fucking plagiarize
  Im always finding the situation that puts in more work
  I end up lookin like the asshole or the jerk
  With the attempt to end with a fucking smirk
  I always get the sensation to fuckin irk
  Realization of super energized thought
  Whats in this cocaine that I just bought
  Im on a whole nother god damn level
  I hear these bitches mad, build my own god damn temple
  Fuck that, Im building several
  Build my ego til I look fucking mental
  Motherfucker, Im fine if you dont pay me
  Girl you like? Ill fuck her until the casings
  Im completely bind to this code, Im not fucking lazy
  Hard in from behind like Im pacing
  I have girls on the side, call me Tiger Woods
  All your texts are lies, acting like you own the hoods
  Fake Gucci you gotta hide, you stole the goods
  Retard, you need to die, youre fake like Hollywood
  Pot smoking motherfucker, like Michael Phelps
  Cough choking, fat blubber, you need some help?
  Annoyance provoking, vein cutter, just go to hell
  You think Im joking? Did I stutter? You cant even get your dick felt
  My body count higher than some of these dudes IQs
  My ecclesiastical attire is used by my air crew
  My decisions prior are the only things that flew
  Now, theres only a choir singing about my real crew
  I am the Apex Predator of the male hierarchy scale
  Theyre busy chasing the tail that I made wail
  Like a train off the rail, quicker than Gareth Bale
  Guess yall failed, cause this boats fucking sailed
  Let me leave you be, theres no need to worry
  Not much time, you might need to hurry
  Oh boy, cant you see? You need to scurry
  The only thing you hit are 3s, call you Steph Curry
  Plans on plans on plans
  Oh man, I got this shit exploding like Pakistan
  Im running this track like a Mexican
  God damn
  We up in this shit, like a fat ass asian boy
  Packed up like we about to take down Troy
  Call me part what? call me School Boy
  Im crashing this shit, cause its about to be destroyed
  8 Ball gone in less than one week
  It makes me feel like Im fucking elite
  Aggressive behavior caused by high testosterone
  Inflamed throat and lungs makes my voice monotone
  A lot of lines
  A nose like vacuum
  Turn up the music to fucking distract you
  No need for H like Frank Lucas
  Just imagine all that value