Troubleshooting (Bonus)

Fucked up, what's up, motherfucker shut up
You ain't gon do shit, nah, you just
a walking blunt gut.

I ain't ever been up in a stu
still when I spit it, I kick it off smooth
All of the people that swear they got juice
they just be lyin, I'm tellin' the truth
I ain't got nothing, that's nothing to lose,
get in my way and I'm pullin' the tool
I make em run like diagnostics,
like when I crashed the computers at school
I gotta do it, I got it approved
Hop in the booth, in my room, and I'm cool
Yeah they droppin the top off a car,
but I heard the songs they been
dropping and all of em garbage,
soundin dishonest, honestly sorry,
they honestly sorry, all of it jarring
every single bar they write
ain't got nothing up on me how are they talking uh

Cold when I flow, I got codes on the go,
make the server overload,
take the chrome to ya nose,
send a chill to ya bones, I power on,
and now you gone
I be posted in the alley after shows
sellin dope to ya hoe
She ain't know, but I got it for the low,
when I sell I tax it triple, but she
comin back for mo
She gon buy it then she blow me
let her show me how it go
and you know she finna do it
till I'm rich and y'all are broke, aye