F*ck what you saying dog all my shit great I was on my shit dog. You was getting shit faced Tryna get my shit straight cuz life come at you sideways You think you running the game till you get pie faced Popping cuz I'm popular as the pope when I'm popping up This HappyBoyz Records. Span the whole Metropolis Fond of us when they find us the chicks wanna fiddle with us They on my chicken finger till they get the Twitter fingers Not the type to type about it keep it on the hush Her hush puppies feel so plush she shop at lush I've been slept on for years like I'm the sleep number Now my name been buzzing for the last three summers In A Different World these days shoutout to Cree Summer Tryna build my chest muscle plus I speak from it Plant this garden with my harvest then I eat from it I keep it G witcha, but keep the cheese from ya. Fucker I feel like I'm the best rapper alive My lyrics come sharp like a package of knives Yea you making money but you ain't stacking it right This ain't retail bitch stop tryna act like you nice. Yea I feel like I'm the best rapper alive My lyrics come sharp like a package of knives Yea you making money but you ain't stacking it right This ain't retail bitch stop tryna act like you nice. Yea Whoever step but don't follow steps get stepped on My 3M windbreaker resemble Heron Preston Far as rappers if you can't see that I'm the best one Then you must be near sided get a new prescription My competition terrible as twos lyrics I got twos and fews Different bars for different moods killem ooh Mad I'm better you in ya feelings for nothing Barry spinning the heads of fans like they on ceilings or something They thieving behind the back but they ain't stealing in public Bitch I recognize my bars and you ain't killing the subject Like protagonists dying. You wack when in the ring Y'all like JR Smith. Going backwards against the king on some Playoff shit Y'all champions minus rings Rappers without the bling Fantastic without The Thing and that's the thing Gimme a pad and pen and I'm cooking Plus I got your girl coming just like Benny the Butcher let's get it I feel like I'm the best rapper alive My lyrics come sharp like a package of knives Yea you making money but you ain't stacking it right This ain't retail bitch stop tryna act like you nice. Yea I feel like I'm the best rapper alive My lyrics come sharp like a package of knives Yea you making money but you ain't stacking it right This ain't retail bitch stop tryna act like you nice. Yea