Mischief on the beat
I'm cheefing keef up in these streets
You lying on the mic
So why you claimin' you a saint?
I'm a sinner
I'm unholy
I'm a winner
I'm kickin' shit
Where's the goalie?
You're like her titties
Yeah you phony (you fake dawg)
I'm makin' moves, doing shows like half the f*cking month
Back to back, back it up, where's the f*cking blunt?
Blowing half my f*cking check just to f*cking stunt
She blowing on my extra limb she can't f*cking front
I can't walk straight
She can't sit straight
I'm a mistake
But I won't switch ways
When I get paid
They watchin' all my moves like there's 13 cameras
I'm gon' be real famous soon so best mind your manners
She act like a damn buffoon posing for the cameras
My team like a damn platoon yo team like the extras
She pop it out for the clout, she cant keep my name out her mouth
She can't keep her top on, I can't keep my dick hard
Cause lowkey rap's the only thing I f*ck with
I'm just playin' around
But keep playin' with my name i'll cross you out like a mathlete
Run this race like a track meet
While you vape in the bathroom
Thinkin' bout how you can @ me
While yo bitch tryna figure out how she can get at me
While you tryna figure out how you gon' mooch off me
How you gon' steal my style
How you gon' steal my looks
How you gon' steal my vibe
How you gon' steal my soul