See im rappin on these hoes cuz you know i stay near it Topic of the week is the motherfuckin lyrics Stay on top of my shit im the only one, anamoly, but promise me, youll ride for me and go for free Cuz we aint gettin paid for this shit, only rhymin to have fun, still learnin how to spit So i come up in this tournament in incrament, this beat was spent But its the only way i vent Spittin and vibin, just to get my head up Click refresh my bank account still tryna get this bread up, im fed up At all you phony bitches beggin hard for compliments, without no sense, im on the fence of it Never really learned to give a fuck or even give a shit Youd agree with it If you saw my own point of view Just tryna get my point across, and have some fun too Yo, see my lyrics are so heavy Keep your bitch in water mode, my squad call me the levy, need a chevy To get out of this mud yall call lyrics, im still gettin my point across without no interference, daddy dearest, is what you bitch be textin me , roll with 3, 4 or 5 Thats my squad we connive, secretly allow Yall to prosper So i can tear ya down You aint even on the roster Call ya josh mccown I break it down But if you still confused and shit Better download internet Because yo girl understanding, just my lyrics get her wet Im boba fett, bounty huntin all over this galaxy When i hear all your claims i know that shit just be a fallacy Yall need some balance, b. Rappin bout generic actions I know im guilty too, but i only say a fraction Of what yall chickens spray, i just relay All of the shit im hearin They be cheerin Cuz all my lyrics they absorb keep my wallet close so you know i can afford To make a shitty song, yall aint so wrong I still agree with half Roasting all the people plus myself so i can crack a laugh Not on some gas, im just chillen A real super villian Cuz i say shit just to piss you off, no boundaries no cieling