First. 10k hit. Rap Y’all wiggity wiggity wack And foul. Tickity tack Stand down. Gimme my space Man down. Gimme my scraps Laugh now. No cap Ay…I… am the man. GPT. Chat X2 Go and TBT THAT I’m old school like CDs And DVDs racks She take the THC she put the CBD back She gives me TLC while she rubbing my back I pull up in the caddie - tell her jump in back I’m running the game I’ve been running the laps I got the juice. No pulp Just fresh squeezed Even my dentist says I grind in my sleep Appreciate I’m a fish in the bowl n not the sea But I’m writing like I’m homer from the fucking odyssey Waddup…. Gotta gotta gotta see What imma imma imma imma be Definitely The queen Like I’m The momma bee But I’m the comma beat-in Right down at earth I explode and hit the scene with a drastic burst I spazzed at first On tracks I can rap the verse And lap the worse rappers Grab a purse And then disperse After This here’s the first chapter in a long ass con Imma take the industry on And give ‘em the dong The whole music business going down gimme the lawn I mow their grass then gave my dog piss out front Show me interscope records and gimme a bomb Show me Atlantic records office and gimme a fob Otherwise I’m knockin on the front door like OPEN ITS DON! **knock Knock Knock knock I’m here For the top spot The blocks hot Fear is not mocked But I’m near my last shot Appear and lash out I’m here right na-now Will not pipe down There’s nothing left I can hold here inside I’m ready to explode put the beers and knife down It’s light sounds What I’m bringing Put the lights outs On my singing…. Thinking Y’all wiggity wiggity wack And foul. Tickity tack Stand down. Gimme my space Man down. Gimme my scraps Laugh now. No cap Ay…I… am the man. GPT. Chat