(Calm down, I'll just call Robert!)
(It's not personal, just business...)
Yeah
Yeah
Aye man, I live in real life, fuck the metaverse
Yuh, yuh
I pull up flexin' what I got, they pull up flexin' what they got
I pull up flexin' what I got, they pull up flexin' what they got
We used to listen to AGoff, yeah
We used to listen to AGoff
No you ain't Kanye or Akon
No you ain't T-Pain or Takeoff
Shit ain't pretty, you can't get what you want
I been told you that I'm evil
Now it's time to move on
And I'll put you down with no gloves
Autotune off
Tryna get rid of the internet, them suckas too soft
Yeah, everything get sticky
So you know we in the place
I don't even care 'bout all these bands I add up
Throw 'em in your face
I ain't nun' like these dead rappers, yea
I won't be replaced
I hope when I die, whatever's left don't see the light of day
Yeah, I hope when I die, that shit never release
I'm fucking famous, so damn famous
More famous than Fur Elise
He hate on me when I had nothing
Now he asking for a lease
The shit you work on barely work
So why you tryna work with me?
Yeah I'm with Rem, I'm with Tonto
No pills, fuck your drug combo
And fuck your fenty, I don't want it
All these rappers move retarded
Die on someone else's carpet
End your life before it's started
(End your life before it's started)
I pull up flexin' what I got, they pull up flexin' what they got
I pull up flexin' what I got, they pull up flexin' what they got
We used to listen to AGoff, yeah
We used to listen to AGoff
No you ain't Kanye or Akon
I pull up flexin' what I got, they pull up flexin' what they got
I pull up flexin' what I got, they pull up flexin' what they got
We used to listen to AGoff, yeah
We used to listen to AGoff
No you ain't Kanye or Akon
I'm the chairman of the board
I come to set the fucking score
Lil bitch, I'm flying through the floor
I rap for money like a whore
And I'm a dummy for some more
I plant my kids inside her pores
And kicked her out the fucking door
Man all this rappin' such a chore!
I heard your music, I was bored
I heard your music, shit was weak
You off a perc, you high for weeks
No bite to eat, you like to tweak
The life of me, move quietly
Ain't tryna see what I can be
You tryin' me, you mirin' b?
Admire me, I'm higher, see?
I'm smoking thrax, don't like to breathe
I grind for green, that's my disease
I pipe the beat so violently
No you ain't tryna set me free
I'm smoking thrax, don't like to breathe
I grind for green, that's my disease
I pipe the beat so violently
No you ain't tryna set me free
(Spider Gang!)