aye yeah, little thief stole my raps ain't getting that back tryin to get game on my raps aye that's really cruddy I told my homies so you told your buddy you think you're pretty lit I think you're a Petty bit I get the money so I get the bunny girls practically throw themselves on me aye, now I think about it, wasn't that your girl who was screaming my name claiming she loved me you think you ruined my name man, that's pretty lame, cause I came with this comeback now I'm famous and you want my daps maybe I should make you do laps how'd my raps help you with dat fame even your girl know who the OG is I still rack up all that cash you got the sack and I got da bag you stole my flow and I got it back you're just a user and I'm getting cash money too long and you getting mad you're just a loser and I am a winner this is a roast, I'll eat you for dinner I'll see you in court, don't do no snitching I'll have ya mans sit reminiscing