I don't know
I don't know
If I'm the best yet
But the hot chicks finna get wet
Getting sex texts
We ain't met yet
But I got bars like a benchpress
I don't know
If I'm the G-O to the A-T
But my ego go crazy
So it's fuck you if you hate me
I be like I don't know
Why I'm like this but I write hits
Get off my dick
Tryna pipe sit
Don't talk shit
Get fucked up; Mike Tyson
I don't know
When you ask me
Why I spit raps, can't trap keys
Like a door lock or the back seat
But I eat up every rap beat
If you don't like me fuck you too
You can look at my dick on youtube
You don't even know me do you
Even got a clue that I could get through to you
Yeah like ooo what up, Hey Hey
Shoot a flick, AK
If you ain't tryna fuck
You better do the race like Tay K
Lemme get the coochie
We ain't going on a play date
I be getting money tryna stack it on my plate
I be like I don't know what the fuck I'm doing
I only got time for the rhymes I'm chewing
If I fuck your bitch and she don't like my music
Imma lose it like an 8 mile movie I'm shooting
Imma kick door pro don't hit licks though
But I'll lick yo chick and ménage like Nicki
She gon' drop that ass with them big ass tiddies
Got my cock on rock like Fergi in the city
Ain't flipping like Tekashi if the cops come get me
And I can't stay sober cuz the vodka pretty
So I'm driving drunk when I'm behind the wheel
Cuz nobody really knows just how I feel
Cuz there ain't no love in the industry
Everybody got cash and ain't nothing free
You better come correct or don't talk to me
I ain't finna let shit get the best of me, I be like
I don't know
If I'm the best yet
But the hot chicks finna get wet
Getting sex texts
We ain't met yet
But I got bars like a benchpress
I don't know
If I'm the G-O to the A-T
But my ego go crazy
So it's fuck you if you hate me
I be like I don't know
Why I'm like this but I write hits
Get off my dick
Tryna pipe sit
Don't talk shit
Get fucked up; Mike Tyson
I don't know
When you ask me
Why I spit raps, can't trap keys
Like a door lock or the back seat
But I eat up every rap beat
I offend you? (good)
Get a maxi
Don't pretend to be a wack me
Never let through, you could blast me
So I'm smiling when you kill me
If you owe me cash nah I won't dead it
Imma need my bread I don't do no credit
Imma need interest give it right this second
I been rapping too long without a check not given
And I been a veteran I really need a letterman
A perky and Excedrin until I'm fucking revving with
The motor spitting loaded with a semi-auto toting
Livin' underneath my tongue
Like a desert eagle choking
Poker face golden
I ain't never thought of folding
And I got a couple tricks up in my deck that I am holding
Shut the fuck up bitch when I talk my shit
Imma pop my track in the whip like this
Said I don't know if I'm not the best
But if you better than me then say it with some chest
I don't bitch in my bed living life depressed
Everyday is a new way to chase a check
Imma flaunt my talents you can suck my nuts
Never know the day when I'll be blowing up
When I do just know that it's only once
Imma tell you to fuck off and take my funds like
I don't know
If I'm the best yet
But the hot chicks finna get wet
Getting sex texts
We ain't met yet
But I got bars like a benchpress
I don't know
If I'm the G-O to the A-T
But my ego go crazy
So it's fuck you if you hate me
I be like I don't know
Why I'm like this but I write hits
Get off my dick
Tryna pipe sit
Don't talk shit
Get fucked up; Mike Tyson
I don't know
When you ask me
Why I spit raps, can't trap keys
Like a door lock or the back seat
But I eat up every rap beat
If I'm the best yet
But the hot chicks finna get wet
Getting sex texts
We ain't met yet
But I got bars like a benchpress
I don't know
If I'm the G-O to the A-T
But my ego go crazy
So it's fuck you if you hate me
I be like I don't know
Why I'm like this but I write hits
Get off my dick
Tryna pipe sit
Don't talk shit
Get fucked up; Mike Tyson
I don't know
When you ask me
Why I spit raps, can't trap keys
Like a door lock or the back seat
But I eat up every rap beat
If you don't like me fuck you too
You can look at my dick on youtube
You don't even know me do you
Even got a clue that I could get through to you
Yeah like ooo what up, Hey Hey
Shoot a flick, AK
If you ain't tryna fuck
You better do the race like Tay K
Lemme get the coochie
We ain't going on a play date
I be getting money tryna stack it on my plate
I be like I don't know what the fuck I'm doing
I only got time for the rhymes I'm chewing
If I fuck your bitch and she don't like my music
Imma lose it like an 8 mile movie I'm shooting
Imma kick door pro don't hit licks though
But I'll lick yo chick and ménage like Nicki
She gon' drop that ass with them big ass tiddies
Got my cock on rock like Fergi in the city
Ain't flipping like Tekashi if the cops come get me
And I can't stay sober cuz the vodka pretty
So I'm driving drunk when I'm behind the wheel
Cuz nobody really knows just how I feel
Cuz there ain't no love in the industry
Everybody got cash and ain't nothing free
You better come correct or don't talk to me
I ain't finna let shit get the best of me, I be like
I don't know
If I'm the best yet
But the hot chicks finna get wet
Getting sex texts
We ain't met yet
But I got bars like a benchpress
I don't know
If I'm the G-O to the A-T
But my ego go crazy
So it's fuck you if you hate me
I be like I don't know
Why I'm like this but I write hits
Get off my dick
Tryna pipe sit
Don't talk shit
Get fucked up; Mike Tyson
I don't know
When you ask me
Why I spit raps, can't trap keys
Like a door lock or the back seat
But I eat up every rap beat
I offend you? (good)
Get a maxi
Don't pretend to be a wack me
Never let through, you could blast me
So I'm smiling when you kill me
If you owe me cash nah I won't dead it
Imma need my bread I don't do no credit
Imma need interest give it right this second
I been rapping too long without a check not given
And I been a veteran I really need a letterman
A perky and Excedrin until I'm fucking revving with
The motor spitting loaded with a semi-auto toting
Livin' underneath my tongue
Like a desert eagle choking
Poker face golden
I ain't never thought of folding
And I got a couple tricks up in my deck that I am holding
Shut the fuck up bitch when I talk my shit
Imma pop my track in the whip like this
Said I don't know if I'm not the best
But if you better than me then say it with some chest
I don't bitch in my bed living life depressed
Everyday is a new way to chase a check
Imma flaunt my talents you can suck my nuts
Never know the day when I'll be blowing up
When I do just know that it's only once
Imma tell you to fuck off and take my funds like
I don't know
If I'm the best yet
But the hot chicks finna get wet
Getting sex texts
We ain't met yet
But I got bars like a benchpress
I don't know
If I'm the G-O to the A-T
But my ego go crazy
So it's fuck you if you hate me
I be like I don't know
Why I'm like this but I write hits
Get off my dick
Tryna pipe sit
Don't talk shit
Get fucked up; Mike Tyson
I don't know
When you ask me
Why I spit raps, can't trap keys
Like a door lock or the back seat
But I eat up every rap beat
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Wells
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