BOOM SAUCE ft. Teathetruth

Verses upon verses, don't even get me started

You really don't want a Verzuz, knowin' my shit the hardest

So come at me you a target, all of ya issues worsen

You pissed like you walked in birdshit, I'm really just in my Birkin

My shit is, so clean like Febreze, on the detergent

Little bitch, you a prick, they callin' you sea urchin

Try to work with me I'll murk you, it truly defeats the purpose

You out here tryna judge me but never seein' the verdict

You never heard of us then you lyin' like Nate Burleson

I'm learnin' that, hard work pays, so now I earn the shit

Prefer a little Bourbon before I dance some bachata

Need a little chianti before I feast on the pasta