First Quarter

Planned for a break but I'm back to this
I am coming in quick let me drop some hits
I'm about to go crazy with a bullet blitz
Yeahy you know I got some rappers on my fucking list
I've aimed some shots at lil pump
Say he D rose but that jumpshot look a little slump
Your lyrics always seem to be materialized
You're a millionaire oh I guess I didn't realize
Stuck on replay like a vine loop
Gucci gang
Gucci gang
Gucci gang
Pill popping gang
Pill popping gang
Dead bodies in a mustang
You never came with the sauce
You do not flex like Rick Ross
See, I just took your lyrics and made it crisscross
Lil Xan took a slingshot
I didn't even think about it
This song is a drop shot
I could cook all of you rappers in a crockpot
I don't really mind Quavo with his droptop
I feel like Eminem with these name drops
Can't lie that he inspired this
(Damm)
Right now you're probably like who is this no name
Who is this bird brain
Who am I
I am You're worst nightmare
I'm coming in quick but everyone is just unaware
This project wasn't even planned
It popped into my head while I was in dreamland
I want some Bacardi
Not some Cardi B
Some say future legend
I tend to disagree
Lil uzi vert more like
Lil Lucifer
Sauce it up and push me to the edge
All my friends are dead man all my friends are dead
Yhatti is sometimes a vibe
But to the hairstyle I cannot subscribe

I wonder who's watching the throne
Seems like in ye's Head
No one is home
Freshman adjustment
Yeezus is rusted
Only seven tracks
Compared to 25
Seven out of 25
On the highlight vibe

I would roast Jay
But I would end up dead
Feel like he would take it too personal
And put me on my deathbed
Only some of the shit is serious
So don't go trip and act delirious

Put you into triple coverage like they do with Odell Beckham
But Unlike him you won't be able to show check em

Four songs lined up like quarters in game one
And just like Cleveland y'all will mess it up after a good run

They been doubting me
Making jokes and clowning me
It's all good
It's just more to the fuse
If a label doesn't sign me after this I would be confused

If Takashi has a deal
Then I should have a deal too
Just looking at me
You can tell that I'm real
No tats up on my face
The fact that he has a fanbase
Is a disgrace
Chasing after minors
I guess under 18 is what your heart desires
Let me give you a pointer
Go listen to Joyner
Go listen to Cole
Dissect university
You better go enroll

Had a beef with emery
That shit wasn't friendly
He Dropped a diss track
And was met with an attack
No response after that
So I just ran my lap
Hit a few lines and went back to back
Put him into hush mode
He changed his rap name
And deleted his flow
And I'm just here warming up
Sipping my espresso



Credits
Writer(s): Joel Bryant
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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