Im a fighter not a flighter now there’ll be a couple copywriters I get so many bitches and Ill eat them in some sliders take them to my house and we’ll be drinking a fair few ciders you taking shit about me and I’ll be creepin in like spiders you tried to start a fight but I’d be smoking you with lighters 1v1 I posterised you and I’d be giving you that snarl like Tyler playing so good that’s 4 point play and I’d be up there with the spider uh You don’t want cross me or I’ll cross you (up) hit a 3 pointer and I brushed off the dust make me cross and I’ll punch you across (the jaw) Punch you across the jaw so hard I’d be seeing you on the ground wouldn’t wanna pull out you saw the crowd was just getting loud Went home got on Snapchat the boy was getting clowned he said boy carmas a bitch rolled down the windows and we put the music in the loud pitch brand new album how many songs a concerts where it belongs music to your ears I came with some bombs I bet you’ll get traumatised in you and yo mamas eyes just got premium on this app I’m getting used to this shit bout to hit the strip I’m going after this shit (when’s at DDog?) Said in a bit hop in a bitch hop in my whip well go for a trip blasting DDogs brand new fighter yes this is DDog you admire Yes DDogs admirable not too tired to ball I could still shit on a Fool or I could chill in the pool I think imma duel my chain has a jewel Think imma wrap this shit up comin out from deep in the mud so see ya