You know, People ask me, just how you gonna take the time to introduce yourself
I don't know we can start with this
I ain't playing with no wannabe thugs, wannabe rappers, wannabe singers, wannabe trappers
Y'all can get smacked backwards
These are just my thoughts at the time people
After me you won't need a sequel
Big boss
Revival
Steady put you in idle
Thinking it's your time when it's nowhere near your arrival
You make it this far then they'll surely start to spite you
I guess I got my swagger back
I got the flame, propane like 60 lighters
You saying you want smoke but we know you ain't a fighter
The top tier owner of the belt, the rooms hyper
Going for the neck precision cut like a sniper
I been calm since the first line
There's no need to watch out, its never been your time
The Target baking section only time you seen Pyrex
You ain't even in the game screaming you got next... please
Wanna talk humbling, that's all me
But don't ever think that I won't snap
Turn up the flame and out rap
Your favorite guy to the back
Hand him the keys to the trap
Throw him a towel like this
Walk him away like that
Before you go I got to ask what were you thinking
Your life is over... mines beginning
All those childish gimmicks I will end it
Stop it, cut it, go home your finished
At this point what can I say to y'all
Might just hang you and record it live like Logan Paul
Then act like nothing happened
I'm so wavy
I'm so crazy
It's all gravy
Keep hating me Ima win more
Been had the juice before I learned how to spell record
Attitude Era bring it to your front door
What else can I say, are you not entertained more?