I ain’t choosing rappin, rappin choosed me, so I’m runnin through  These states like a nose bleed, life ain’t great dawg, but I’m doin fine, You fillin drop again boy quiztid in my rhymes, I’ll put my mug on me, I got tighters flow, and you could ask E.S.G. cause that nigga know, So buckle up, cause I’m fillen wreck, before these rap game,  I’ve been have respect, that Lil’ Flip talk, got you open wide, I giggle outside the boop, but I drove inside, y’all fake rappers, I’m the real shit, I drive real hits, I don’t need a deal bitch, y’all ain’t  Rich, ain’t that right flex, maybe you’ll get a deal where everthing  Is a check, I know y’all rappas hate me, but yo’ gal love me, keep Talking down the shit gon get real ugly