[Verse 1]
I was looking for a paycheck, tryna get a payout
Apex of the Apex, never on my way down
Okay now, I'm popping, don't nobody know your face now
Get laid out, take an AK and blow your brains out
Wig splitter, make a bitch bitter like a foul taste
I can pack a punch, how many of these can y'all take?
Better run for cover, oh you silly thinking y'all safe
Getting blackballed by the pool this ain't no ball 8
Billiards billionaire, flowing like Dillion's hair
Left my babies in my baby, now they all swimming in there
Middle finger in the air, do you really think I care?
Finger fuck the world until it cums, man I'm deep in there
Raps are darker than my thoughts like I write all my shit in bold
Only seventeen but I already feel I'm getting old
I could never slow my roll man all I do is pick and roll
Meaning that I'm balling, and I'm all in, homie on my own
[Hook]
Hey, hey, hey
If you feeling what I'm saying please raise ya hands
Middle fingers in the air, screams from the stands
Hey, hey, hey, hey
If you feeling what I'm saying please raise ya hands
Middle fingers in the air, screams from the stands
Hey, hey, hey, hey
If you feeling what I'm saying please raise ya hands
[Verse 2]
I'm teaching kids how to shoot guns and get high
Desert eagles popping off, letting all this lead fly
I'm not an asshole I'm just worse than the next guy
Murdering syllable criminal having the best time
This shit is your hobby homie, this is what I live for
You think you at the top but actually you on the fifth floor
I'm in the presidential suite man what a view
I'm just chilling with the crew doing what I do
Step into the chamber of intelligent progressional
Professionals with no discretion keeping shit impeccable
You bitch made style biting posers so detectable
Y'all at rock bottom, I done reached my fucking pinnacle (Word?)
Nah homie, I'm only getting started
I'm making sure that every single one of you's discarded
You must be out your mind, if you think I'm getting outsmarted
Y'all might wanna spit your last verse before you all departed bitch
[Hook]
Hey, hey, hey
If you feeling what I'm saying please raise ya hands
Middle fingers in the air, screams from the stands
Hey, hey, hey, hey
If you feeling what I'm saying please raise ya hands
Middle fingers in the air, screams from the stands
Hey, hey, hey, hey
If you feeling what I'm saying please raise ya hands
[Verse 3]
Killing competition cause the crack is cooking, buttercup
I'm at the tippy top just yelling "homie what the fuck is up?"
What the fuck is up? Where that competition at?
You're finished man, wait a second, where was your beginning at?
Mine was out the womb, day one with my day one
Hey mama remember I said this day'd come?
Now I'm tryna make a life without having to take one
Lately I've been pissed, I don't really wanna hate but
I'm sick of all these wack MC's claiming they hot shit
Claiming they be working, but it turns out they ain't got shit
How can they hate on me cause first of all they not shit?
I'm sick of it man, I'm telling you I'm nauseous
Not because of nervousness it's mostly cause they garbage
Mass genocide: definition of a carnage
Killing everybody ehh only wack artists
It's coming your way bitch we only getting started
[Hook]
Hey, hey, hey
If you feeling what I'm saying please raise ya hands
Middle fingers in the air, screams from the stands
Hey, hey, hey, hey
If you feeling what I'm saying please raise ya hands
Middle fingers in the air, screams from the stands
Hey, hey, hey, hey
If you feeling what I'm saying please raise ya hands
