when I step up in that b****I'll be talking my s***I'll be talking my s*** I'll be talking my s*** don't make me get on that trump shit and blow up yo spot call it ice on the rock's the way i invaded yo block like Johnny on the spot when i heard about the plot i ain't got no brakes i can't be stopped I'm just warming up wait until I'm hot somebody going to be yelling out call the cops and the news this nigga a fool i stay with them tools but i ain't fixing on cars i will send yo ass up closer to God most of theses rap niggas is fraud and should have been broads out here pill popping and all dressing in drag sniffing glue out of bags them niggas down bad even when they hating they sound sad and everything they put on a track it sounds ass theses niggas irritating like rash while I'm Delivering bars like door dash as i make moves like flash to get more cash smoking some on good gas i don't need no hood pass i go as i please theses mfs be weak in the knees like swv I'm a og i choke tree's and drown fishs I'm so vicious don't fuck with my family that's when i get on missions to make mfs transitions caught you slipping like transmissions pow how u like me now