uh ya where yall mother freakers at now yall pussy cats is all yall are every day I'm going to war open the mother freaking door yall gotta let the G.O.A.T in when I spit on the mic thick skin can't get near me freaking around just got a rebound ain't gonna stop till I make a milli really why yall so silly yall better be careful how yall acked around me or you gonna get the crap beat out of you I'm hanging with the wolves tours around the world ain't no gonna stop me till I'm on the top drop the bomb homme chill why you so jealous of my work quit being a jerk dirk man you need to chill out like a gangster yall are hamsters In a cage raging down the hallways like 6ix9ine you hit my deadline on my phone shown all my talent challenges all around me I'm in juvenile prison risen from the dead like a zombie I'll eat yalls brains planes taking me to LA non stop yall better stay away from those Broadway girls if you don't have pearls they won't come near you ew stay away you stanky like a dumpster better take a shower then come back to me I'm a MONSTER honor the G.O.A.T of rapping I'm the only one that's me triple 9 spinning around my for head one minute it's 9 then it's 6 since I'm the poetic G.O.A.T that's me I'm the only one that's me