[Verse 1: Jonwayne] Ever since my birth had my heels up in the dirt Yet these bitches wipe me down like I'm ketchup on their shirt Veterans on the corner slipping [?] sipping [?] Got some nerve to claim that ypu can't fuck with Jonny written word If you want to do it has to have my signature I've been skating on the paper since I learn to write in cursive You a lost thug putting mustard on a turnip Tryna toss some butt up in the middle of a circus Tryna sing a tune but I'm turning all your circuits If you wanna test then claim the flow is not perfect You can sip your fucking tea and mind your business like Kermit Swear to God I got my holy fuck permit I'm the only rapper that can make 'em duck nervous I'm a wild ass goose getting loose upon you vermin Mind was so fucked I was losing all my virgins 72 bitches in my closet just twerking If there is a hell then the Devil has the number to my cell
Hit me if you want to feel unwell Or hit me if you want to feel the bottom of a well You see Lucifer is afraid of me dragging them down aswell It's a good samaritan flow Letting narratives go until the cows are coming home from my shows
[Verse 2: Samiyam] Everything I said I'd do is now validated Go ahead say I'm a fool until your blue my moves are smooth and calculated Look at my plate, you hate to see the food but you salivated Off a yacht I'm diving naked while your signing affidavit And everything you claim is exaggerated You look as bad today but with everything you say it's exacerbated From the bullshit I graduated You looked emasculated when your girl saw my portrait and masturbated Haha, I'm the truth I'm never wrong But sometimes I'm smarter than I give myself credit for Concerned with reality so much I forget the law There's money being made I got to get involved, give it to me