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And I dont care if I get fired from work

That shit just make my brain hurt

My boss no funny

Make mo money off of shows and features

Lil latino niño so lindo

But he nobody's hero

Zero to Rob De niro could fuck you up with some B-roll

How can you say this hard

This beat sound like a video game

And that corny kid too passionate bout anything gay

Nah man, I cant fuck wit dat

Dat shit dont belong in rap

Imma act like big pun wasn't killing it before biggie could rap

(Let's go)

Bitches

Machetes

Thug money

Machine guns

Weed hennesy

Faded is all they be gettin

Everybody fucking watching

They frontin and for ya boi you are not ready

You a phony jabroni

Homies couldn't clone me

You dont even know me

Go stoney like post maloney but

When I win a tony, you bet I cheese macaroni like Nombre was Broly

Im a freshman but I feel oldschool

With an abstract oldschool flow for the new school

Now watch how I school fools

Tryna act cool cool but I ain't followin the rules dude

I told all my family I'm in it to win it

I spit it legitimate

Stay on my winnin shit

Reap all the benefits

And submit to no a bitch talkin shit on the internet

I tell em

Man I got industry connects up the asshole

Your favorite rapper couldn't find a word that rhymes with asshole

Supermassive blackhole

You disgust me something gastral

Im interstellar, astral

I'll make you mothafuckas go extinct, pterodactyl

Rhi, she tha bad girl

Ex, he got mad curls

We in a sad world

I'm ugly

And hungry

But well hung I'm blushing

So funky and funny

Bet your nana loves me

I'm hoppin on these tracks, man consider your show stolen.

Im Mr. lonely on my own solo como frank ocean

Im not the next nobody

I'm the first Nico Raimont

And I knew I'd be a star since the day

I fucking came out