[Verse 1]
"These n***** praying on my downfall
They still praying on my downfall, Aye
On all 10 bitch I stood tall, yuh
Show these youtube n***** how to ball
I was never running from Packgod what's he like 5′6?
I was just overseas balling stacking all my chips
While you was capping, lying and busy making all these skits, I've been so locked in so now we rocking foreign whips
Being down did something to my spirit, asked n*****s to help me but they act like they couldn't hear me
Look at me now, supercharged engineering
He was fake and being weird, had to keep that boy from near me
Ayo p (Packgod) remembеr when they used to clown my shit, I had to ball on thеse n*****s cus they not on shit
Proving everybody wrong they used to talk that shit
Now I'm back and we turned so get off my dick
Aye, I just pulled up in a cat and it's all white and it's all why your ex left yo ass cuz she said you got some weak pipe
Who the fuck bought your merch that shit not tight, you won't see me in the ring cuz I'll drop you in one swipe
I don't care bout the fame, I don't care bout the hate, I don't care bout the views, I don't care bout the snakes, I don't care what you say cuz you won't say it to my face you an internet nerd getting put right in yo place
Ayo Packgod, why you faking like all yo vids? Why you take yo YouTube check and gamble all yo shit
Lying to yo fans you acting poor you a greedy bitch, you probably sitting on that gaming chair still not doing shit
[Bridge]
Ayo TK n*****, ain't it a blessing?
We made it out the tube after all that happened
After the drama, after the statements, after all the bullshit ya they was hating
It's leg and I'm back on the motherfucking track bitch
[Verse 2]
You know we ain't the same pack
All these ogs know you lied to get yo name back
Fuck a chain man you about to get yo fame snatched
Need to leave the fuckin game with yo lame ass
How you gon wear the same clothes in like every pic? Just looking at your girlfriend's face is gonna make me sick
Like how you got 2mil subs and you still a bitch?
Damn
How you called Packgod but you can't even pack
You trippin over 100 I just made 80 racks
I'm in an all white cat while you just sit and act and why yo girl looking like the n***** off of Sunny patch?
Why yo faking all your videos you ever post?
Faking clips of omegle lil brother learn how to roast
I wrote this song in 10 minutes I don't need a ghost
Had to burn this n***** Packgod like a piece of toast
5 foot 6 lil n***** he need a short bus
Fuckin everybody for the fame he got a sore butt
Brodie got a loud ass bark for a little mutt
Put me in the ring and I'd drop his ass for a 100 bucks
You the type of kid to try way too hard to get a laugh
But everything you say is Pre-written and that shit was ass
I got one more bar to say and after, Ima call it wraps
I'm done smoking on this Packgod pack now it's time to ash
You can't even rap ya huh
You can't even pack ya huh
I got me a bag ya huh
I'm running it back
Had double, flip it, get it back ya huh
What you said was some cap
I can do any flow on any track ya huh
Why you cap in yo vids? Just Know I ain't fleeing from you
You wear size 6 girls shoes
And you smell like shit, fuck you and yo god damn bitch
On my own now I'm filthy rich
You a lame you is not on shit
You a lame you just sit in yo room and play wit yo crotch
Why you always be dick sucking Keem? Can't tell if you with him or not
And just know you blew up because of me, that's how you got what you got
And just know that you got the same flow every song you sound like a bot
Go ahead and flex to all yo lil fans, pretend to be what you not
And after I really thought you was my friend but you just an opp"
