Hey!
Yeah
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Stop crying around, you fat f*ck
Nobody cares about opinions like your's and I
Don't give a f*ck about you and I'm
Running up in stores like speedy stop
But I have respect for my own land (Yeah!)
Shut the f*ck up, you cannot play with me like LAN, yuh (Yuh)
The flow's on peak, it's showing on beat
You're showing on me, you're f*cking on me
That shit is not gay, what?
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, hundred round drum
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
And I don't give a f*ck about rapping
That shit is dumb, man
If you thought I cared then,
Man you a bum
And I'll pull up to your sector with the hundred round drum
While I'm clutching the big ole' bottle of rum and that's it
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Hundred round drum, to your f*cking face, yuh
Most of you motherf*ckers stupid as shit
Just quit
It doesn't even take a minute
Yeah, yeah
Just stop
Don't do it
Just quit
Don't go through it, yeah
Contradictory, but don't listen to me
Kids don't exercise your opinions like me
Just stop
Don't do it
Just quit
Don't go through it, yeah
Don't motherf*cking rap
Don't motherf*cking try
To write bad "self-aware" shit that nobody f*cking likes
Don't motherf*cking tweet
Don't f*cking be proud
When you say your stupid f*cking opinion on the president out loud
Shut the f*ck up
You f*cking cornball
You f*cking loser
Internet soldiers act like they know it all
They go dig-dug when they need to find some personal information
For cancellation
In the safety of our nation
I'm just rhyming shit
Local rappers think they're nice
They write raps to an app
And f*cking cry around
When there's no recognition to be had
Oh, that's cool bro
Oh, you dropped out?
Venmo me $10 dollars right now for a shout out
Guaranteed your ass'll pop off
And bum your family for money
For that nicotine addiction
So that's the f*cking family funding?
Dudes add Japanese to there designs
And think they invented clothes or something
But in reality
You're shit is worth nothing
Bro, just f*cking stop, please
Just stop
Don't do it
Just quit
Don't go through it
Just stop
Don't do it
Just quit
Don't go through it
Just stop
Don't do it
Just quit
Don't go through it
Just stop
Don't do it
Just quit
Don't go through it, yeah