(beat: Lay Low Instrumental)

(Verse 1)
Mumble, rapping, fuck that shit im snappin, goin fire, going ham, if you tryna catch me, hope you fucking can,
i like getting caught and tangled up in situations, dangerous things, make me hella excited, so you aint invited, cuz i know that you be pussy, and you beggin for some plays, i go writin shit for days, i could master a whole text and song in a day, maybe you know what to say, but you aint got delivery, the party gets lit when i come through, everybody knowin they gon need to get the fire extinguisher, vodka and pills bruh, on the low, marketing my devils grass, and my blow, comin from columbia, everybody on me bruh, botherin me for shit, tellin me to rap in swedish but i know what it is, bitch, they just tryna catch me slippin, im never ever trippin, i go so insane i got voices in my brain, telling me i shouldnt stay, should i stay or should i go, i dont know, my momma keeps on tellin me to slow, down, on the ground again, oops fell down again, gotta get up, gotta go help out my friends, i dont know where to begin, bring the gun if you bringin yo men, i only need one to hit a couple fiends, need some fuckin nicotine, i aint really focusin right now, if i wanted i could do it, you really wanna hear it are you stupid? you gon realize, that its hopeless, to rap against me, bitch i be the elite of the lyricist game, yall aint never gone be the same, if you aint get it then you stupid, yeah you clueless, lemme show you how i do this,

dissin you unconditional, bitches be poppin adderall, tryin to focus, i dont know, why they be doing some shit with they social media cliques, actin like they be roosters, but really they just be chicks, couple hicks, fuckin redneck ass rappers, turn you into pasta, wizard shit like avra-kadabra, when i come through yo city, know i got a couple gunnas with me, if you talkin, we get litty, wit them blizzys and that purple haze, i dont need to shoot yo face, i just decapitate, yo knee, you flee, wait no, you lay on the ground until the ambulance go, get you to the E.R, bitches wanna be raw, i know i got the mentality, i slay anyone that challenge me, i go get coke from the sea, n it be shippin for free, like internationally, gee, im feelin really free, doin anythin i wanna cuz i dont care if you agree, you shitty and feathery, i be smokin tree, and in this rap i aint got no addressee, but i do it so youll see, that im a legend, not a fraud, aint pretendin im a god, bitches think i move abroad, stayin national cuz my music spreadin anyway, i dont need to save the day, i save for the month, in a day, livin like i slay, livin wit the AK, by my side, with a mag that stretches to like bombay,