Ehehm

3 square inches

Stuck in ya box and you hella deficient

I'm up in a yacht and I'm getting efficient

Climb to the top with the throats that I'm rippin'

And at your esophagus bullets be hittin'

Hit 'em with that little quickie

Just for the fuck of it, aye

Sitting on my throne - in my zone

I'm the king of this, aye

If you don't want chrome in your dome

Better get out of the way

PH I set it in stone, 2200 and I'm

Reppin it everyday

Yah

How you run to me when you can't even walk?

All the people know you lying when you talk

Talk that shit and Imma send you up to God

You ain't real, you just fake

You a fraud

How you run to me when you can't even walk?

All the people know you lying when you talk

Talk that shit and Imma send you up to God

You ain't real, you just fake

Yuh

Pseudonyms flipped in a ruckus with

Suckaz and thuggaz be fazin'

Cruisin' with crypt muhfuckaz

In hunnids and gunnaz be blazin'

Shoot them real quick while

They stuck and they running

And succumbed to waitin'

Usin' this dick on your mother

She love it I'm fuckin' amazing

You don't know what's on my mind

(On my mind, yeah)

God already gave me signs

(God he gave me signs, yeah)

Bitch you gonna do your time

(Gotta do your time, eh)

Cause I ain't never gonna let shit slide

Cuz you a fraud

How you run to me when you can't even walk?

All the people know you lying when you talk

Talk that shit and Imma send you up to God

You ain't real, you just fake

Yuh

I'm the typa mothafucka who screams on

The mic and attracted to little gory hoes

Slim and thicky when she sucking my dick

In a pentagram like it's brittle oreos

True but I can't even lie got a crush on

T-Kelly and every stan of Tory knows

Don't you dare and try that

Keep it a 100 Shit Joyner the goat

And your fucking story Blows

Take into account that I'll be

Spitting 'til Infinity

I'm in a lot of menus like

Piñacalata Henny

Forreally, you're never litty

So give me the penicilly

I'm ready to flick a penny

To heads and I think I'm spinning like a

Wheel on a car

Holding steel to the stars

Some you bitches think I'm crazy

Cuz I'm real to a fault

Y'all can't feel what I'm on

You distilled and I'm raw

You the fakest bitch depending

On that deal till you're gone

Cuz you a fraud

How you run to me when you can't even walk?

All the people know you lying when you talk

Talk that shit and Imma send you up to God

You ain't real, you just fake

You a fraud

(You a fraud)

How you run to me when you can't even walk?

(You can't walk)

All the people know you lying when you talk

(When you talk)

Talk that shit and Imma send you up to God

(Send you up to God, yeah)

You ain't real

You just fake

Yeah, woo!

(I guess that's the turn-up record)