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[Bridge]

I’m the greatest you’ve ever heard in your got damn life
(You’re so cocky)
Yeah bitch, you got damn right

Fuck your favorite rapper, he not that nice
(Man you trippin)
Yeah nigga, you got that right

[Verse 1]

Whoever holds the record, I’ll break yo vynil
Beautiful music, my chords so spinal
Upright, uptight, yup right
I’m sick, so I will go viral
Self-perpetuated, swear to God I have no rival

I’m makin’ noise in these streets boy, I bring joy
Ironic, cause all I do is destroy
When I’m up on the track, it’s a habit
I just attack it and make a racket
No one else in my bracket
So bring a casket, I’ll crack it

With this rappin’ I’m avid
Don’t compare me to average
I’m past it, I’m such a savage
I damage and wreak havoc

Hyperactive assassin
Vocabulary is massive
Automatic classic when I rap
Classify it magic

Now who see me
Genie, Houdini
A meanie getting panini
Eating a steamy creamy linguine
Fettuccine with a zucchini

Mimi in a teeny weeny bikini
So dreamy eating a kiwi
Got me feeling Mussolini

I run shit

[Hook]

I’m the greatest you’ve ever heard in your got damn life
(You’re so cocky)
Yeah bitch, you got damn right

Fuck your favorite rapper, he not that nice
(Man you trippin)
Yeah nigga, you got that right

You got damn right, you got damn right
You got damn right, you got damn right
I feel like all of your favorites are not that nice
And if you think i’m trippin, then you got damn right

Said you got damn right

[Verse 2]

I’m know around town cause I spazz on the track
And I take away breaths like an asthma attack
I rap with a knack, but I’m lackin’ a stack
And a mack in my backpack, so the black cats

Think I’m whack but in fact that’s

False, I boss
Brush hoes off, I floss, I toss
Go way too hard, my fault, my God
Get your head right 'fore you come across my squad

Fuck convo
If not bout my dough
Get lost, gotta go
Ticked off, bout to blow

Pay me a pretty penny for my thoughts
Drown in the sound
I’m mad that i ain’t got the crown

But it’s fine, think you shine
You the son, I’m the man
With a gun in my hand
Brrranbrranbrran
Killin’ all in the land
Til my name is a brand
Damn

[Hook]

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