Intro

I'm gettin' money, nigga, now over later, I
Bars got my throat, feel like potion, no chaser, I
I deal with enemies like the caped crusader, I
Don't play with fire and, uh, don't play with haters, I
Get treated just like I was Russ on the Lakers, I
Fix the wounds just to get cut with more razors, I
I'm stayin' loyal, grind like bro on the Blazers, I
I'm not a killer, but, uh, I'm a beat slayer, I
I saw their comments, told lil bro, meet his maker
They know I'm not one to judge, but I love throwin' haymakers
I honestly give no fucks, I got properties and acres
And I got stocks up and mansions, my love of spending's an anchor

I bought that house next to mine just so I won't bother the neighbors
I cover so much ground out here they think I'm Harrison Bader
My bars don't mix with my drip, I fuck around and cause a vapor
I'm so electric like tasers, I'm tryna roll up no Quakers
My songs objectively greater than all these wannabe Uzis
And all these wannabe Drakers, no talent content creators
Just like my sons at the daycare, I drop them off, make them stay there
I'm up in Vegas tryna watch Patrick Mahomes smack the Raiders

Once in a lifetime, you get a talent like this
Talk some shit and I'll get mad, I'll turn to Oscars Will Smith
Don't like her name in Chris mouth, but cool when it's Tupac's dick
I would whoop all these niggas, but I would never hit kids
Not a reason when I have multiple banks with six figs
Not a reason when my homies and I love to live lit
I just love to live my life and that shit makes niggas sick
Other rappers suck so much, so let me get in the mix