Fuck y'all niggas for sleeping on sleeze
Got a bright ass future waiting for me
And Ken's not here, This B. Zolanski
Man I'm back from hibernation (I'm messy messy)
In a big ass mansion I'm counting bodies
And my brother's not here he went into hiding
Yes, back I was trash, then I leveled up
Had a talk with my bros, came in and huddled up
Why are you trying to fuckng stop me
I guess that happens when you're a flop
See, in a world so big, it's only one me
And niggas making songs sounding like me
Man shit so scary it's like a clone me
Turned out plain ass broke just like your homie
All that cappin' man that shit just throws me
I'm a prize to these niggas, a golden trophy
Do what I say, it's Simon Says
If you move without command
It's off with your head
And my wrist game cold gotta buy a new sled
All these niggas saying "oou" cuz of what I said
Got herpes on your lips tryna hide your face
Competing against me, I think you lost your place
You sitting in this room and you tryna escape
And even when you do, you won't be as great as I
This is the ego song it kinda sound slow
When you this fucking hot you get all of the hoes
And if ... but these hoes wanna know
That I eat all my rice and ...
