Ranked

Your hype man makes more noise than you do Your whole set sounding like doo-doo I can't tell if it's ya vocals or the autotune Either way i ain't trying to bother you Let alone acknowledge you I'm like three tapes in and i ain't going back uh Type of kush to knock ya out like damn what was that uh Smoking back to back uh Something like the new ports You do not want war Ya probably ain't even got a sword But i bet ya got chores Boy ya not first choice Need to grow up Like throw away your toys What's up with ya boy Check em Before I put my foot in his rectum And have my higher power dissect em I'm sure his momma prolly ain't select em But now he trying to seat check us Do he not know i turned Alexa to a flexer And Soundcloud into sound proud I wish you kitties would growl I'll turn into Groudon just melt the ground Hit ya with 64 palms with a smile Rotate uh now you got a ghost face I'm worried about my craft While you worried where you gone lay Ya head down to sleep Pray the lord ya soul to keep Cause once i grab the paint brush Ya blood gone make a masterpiece And if we asking me Let's try to dodge the casualties And go for the placement While these other legends rank decrease