[Part I]
[Pre-Chorus]
Freak b**ch, tuck it in her tan line
No stripes, made her talk to me like I got gang ties
Straight right catching his heater, feel like a landmine
2025, your politics is a gang sign
[Chorus]
Ow, let’s go
They bullsh*ttin’ but spittin’ like they was Esco
Take it off, b**ch bend your knees and protect the cross
[Verse 1]
Two faced, and I’m Harvey Dent mixed with Michael Jackson
I can’t even get jiggy with these niggas, I feel like Michael Blackson
And y’all got thirty niggas on a beat, that sh*t is Frankenstein
I’m outstreamin’ every nigga I beef with, I be an*lyzing
[Chorus]
Hah, let’s go
Aye, f**k your writtеns, you bombin’ like Charlie Hebdo
Takе it off, just bend your knees and protect the cross
[Verse 2]
I can’t treat no skeeze like no main squeeze
She don’t even ask me who I hang with, she know I cheat
These b**ches don’t even speak my language, I’m finna leave (These b**ches [?], look in though the eyes)
‘Cause Peggy is not for your entertainment, I need a fee
[Chorus]
Uh, retro
They assed out, we banged his BM like Kirko
Peak the lore, she shakin’ ass on podium floors
Damn (Careful, careful)
[Verse 3]
You can just relax (Thi-thi-thi-this, this, this generation)
Every other day I turn these beats into a pack
Call me black Kenny Rogers, ’cause I know when to fold ’em
Cashin’ out ’cause it’s too late in the stage to be spittin’ cap, b**ch
[Bridge]
I can’t stand the way you crackers copy (Thi-thi-thi-this)
Feet on land, you never hit a nazi
Frito shoulder, I’m marrying the chip
Real hares had her bunny hoppin’ on a dick
[Pre-Chorus]
Freak b**ch, tuck it in her tan line
No stripes, made her talk to me like I got gang ties
Straight right catching his heater, feel like a landmine
2025, your politics is a gang sign
[Chorus]
Ow, let’s go
They bullsh*ttin’ but spittin’ like they was Esco
Take it off, just bend your knees and protect the cross
[Part II]
[Intro]
Thi-thi-thi-this, this, this generation
Huh
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Hoo, hoo
[Verse]
I come through swiftly
Don’t beef with a nigga, I’ll do fifty, uh (Hoo)
Op list don’t trip me
I aim when I’m rollin’ like wheelchair Jimmy (Huh)
Why did you say you was gon’ f**k me up last year?
Now I do not hear a peep (Huh)
Probably because you know next time I see you, you gonna end up right next to Peep (b**ch)
Crackers be thinkin’ that all of my lines about what they projectin’ on me (On me)
‘Cause they’d rather focus on hatin’ on Peggy than gettin’ some pussy or cheese
All you cosplay white-boy rappin’ ass niggas can suck on a D
I do not do back and forth with a cracker
I’m crackin’ my whip on the beat (Uh)
I cannot study no parts like an actor
I gotta freestyle what I’m makin’ (I’m makin’)
I cannot act like I don’t want the crown
Don’t care if it’s taken or vacant
[Outro]
Man, these niggas be old and not wise
I meant all of that rippidy rappin’ be makin’ me soft
All of them Wah Gwan Delilahs, they standin’ on nothin’
Them niggas and hoes can be bought
White b**ches ain’t vote for Kamala
They lie, so I lie when I’m tryna to get in that box
b**ch, get on your knees, shake that ass and get to protectin’ my cross