Lyrics: Craig Bruce Thorn/Dylan Hannigan/Brent Jonathon
Music: Craig Bruce Thorn/Dylan Hannigan/Brent Jonathon
D-Cipher
Verse 1:
So what you looking at is/
This man 'bout to start a fire with a book of matches/
I don’t give a **** who’s next up/
They say the flavours different, when I’m coming with that new cut/
They ask what is this? But they’ll never know/
Clever dough, got me in a spot where I never owe/
Whatever though, g’head with your business/
When I was feeling low you were sending me wishes/
Pretend to be friends kept distance/
Before C19, so now it’s not seeming much different/
Now it’s in your interest, to check what’s next/
I spent years on decks and never flexed for the pictures
B1
Verse 2:
You ****ing with the villains from a movie/
You said a lot of shit but none of it really moved me/
It’s getting ugly in the ring when I come/
I’m shooting in the breeze, I don’t think I just dump/
Got a groupie on her knees, she don’t breathe ‘til I come/
I’m a beast, you’re just dumb, there’s a difference mother****er/
Intellectual primates, we pick you apart/
Methodical until we irate and rip out your heart/
Crime rate sky high when they bumping this shit/
Throw a punch at your lip, and make you watch me ****ing your bitch/
This is as tough as it gets, we all have them running so quick/
Turn a thug to a snitch, one mean son of a bitch, B
Cee
Verse 3:
So what you looking at is/
A man with a full wallet when we going cashless/
Stay ready so we never gotta catch up/
When rappers is tactless, the masses is passive/
Ay, shit is messed up, not impressed, cuz/
Game so congested, we ‘posed to be next up/
Bro, this a message, we got an early buzz/
I’m tryina spread it far and wide, patient 31/
Listen, this clickbait shit featherweight/
Couldn’t come in second, I’m never late and they seventh rate/
I ain’t even lift a finger, they attenuate/
The day these ****ing TikTok dances die, we celebrate, Cee