[Intro]
Aw, man
Man, they know who it is when they hear that shit, boy
TheHitBrainiac

[Verse]
(Uh) What's poppin'?
Hear- heard they remixes, had to drop it
Hijack this track, Hezbollah shit
Now I'm 'bout to blow like the bomb in the cockpit
Cock it, then take the beat hostage
When I hock spit, ah shit, it's some god shit
Stop this name droppin' with the gossip
And teamin' up to talk about us like a thot bitch
Ironic how they constantly pop shit
But if I catch an opp, they gon' cry, now I'm toxic
It's a fact, word to Dax, I'ma mop shit
And stop it, that's not a diss, we be rockin'
SportsCenter, I'm about to make the top ten
I'm droppin' like Malone and Stockton
My highlights make 'em fight, but they watchin'
Where I'm from, boy, shotgun ain't an option

Only move with the fam' till we poppin'
Might have to move to Thailand like I'm Hopsin
Just to get away from the mans that be jockin'
But maybe they'll admit that they fans, they be watchin'
'Cause they fake, can't stand when they talkin'
N***as snakes, deep inside they glands is a toxin
Bet a grand that they own man get to plottin'
For some fans and a small chance to be poppin'
Haha, watch 'em
If he itch or even twitch, Fetty Wap 'em
Might have to put 'em on Twitch when we drop 'em
For a hundred chips- ah, let me stop it
You a goner, if you start it, I'm endin'
And I'm the karma for the drama you sendin' us
Swear to God, I pull up on 'em, I'm bendin' 'em
Deep inside of me, a monster, Ben Tennyson
Fix your mouth to talk to me, I'm the dentist then
Prolly think he ain't a virgin, he celibate
You ain't killas, pussy n***a, you delicate
Hit 'em with that GoodFella type etiquette
But they'd tell and we'd be hit with some felon shit
Now we sittin' in the bay with the pelicans
'Cause my heart is gettin' dark as my melanin
Why these pussies tryna push me to kill again?
Huh? What's crackin'?
It's been smoke since Pop Smoke's passin'
Real talk, a n***a cried on the reaction
Tell Nipsey “Victory Lap” classic
Bastards come to me on that hack tip
With that wack shit
You really thinkin’ that you smashed this?
Woosah, no Wuhan, you batshit
Who's this bimbo? Move this simple
Motherfucker, 'fore I turn to Lou Ferrigno
Who done sent you? Who defend you?
You too gentle to even speak on Scru's credentials
When I move the pen it's too suspenseful
If we beef, then shoot yourself and use a pistol
And tell your homies do it with you
What's the point of being here if they gon' miss you, motherfucker?
[Outro: Scru Face Jean, Munfu Proffitt]
Haha
What's poppin'? Haha
TheHitBrainiac
And tell that n***a “Suck my dick, n***a”
You pussy