Ima steal your chain that's a fact
Then I'll sell it for a rack
One day ima get some plaques
From my fucking tracks
Clean it up just like Dax
With your momma she throw it back
Running up the bank can't relax
Talking that shit to the max
But you're still stalking me on all my tracks
Stop stalking my tracks you a lame
I'm living rent free in your brain
I spit fire like Pokemon, Blaine
Give me one year I'll be top of the game
Give me a year at the top I will be
Beating this shit up like I am Rock Lee
Banger after banger I can't stop making hits
Speeding up on this shit
Bouta go hit a lick
All of them talking stuff but they don't really know
Anything about all this stuff
They down in thе rough
Cause they don't got anything elsе to do with their lives
What the fuck
Smoke you out just like puff
Ima steal your chain that's a fact
Then I'll sell it for a rack
One day ima get some plaques
From my fucking tracks
Clean it up just like Dax