[Verse 1]

Yuh

Call me "pops," I'm the thrill in this rap game

Rocky blocks in the 'ville and the cracks hang

Dangerous, my strap hang

Lookin' down at y'all rappers like a back pain

Attach flames to my name

W-A-R-R-E-N

My cash hold like the donuts in the car parks [?]

My lot heavy

I make these amatuers weaker than R. Kelly

My boss spelling the hate, A-C-E

My bars smelly like skank weed

Get you so high off your dome, you wouldn't see me

I'm magic freaky

I don't surf the wave, channels static like your TV

I'm E3, I make the game all in one

Sports, swish, ball in one

Follow once

I spit straight bullets, y'all just shootin' with a hollow drum

Yuh

I'm packin' heat with a tounge

Young spitter, Japanese

Pants black, dumb *****es make ya bleed some

Riddles in the heat of the moment

Question marks are your answers

Press to start if you dancing with the smart Asian rapper

I'm a clock when I'm after these

[?] speaker wannabes

Flex who'll come for me

[?], humans come for these

Let's queue for some of these

**** winter

I'm hot as sneakers but I stunt splinters

The sun's thinner

After me 'cause I eat more heat than a large dinner

Grab the mic, feel strong, got my palms figured

Aye!

[Chorus]

You a foe in the basement

You are a replacement

I get my paper

Bank roll in my safe, uh

2K for the kicks, see you later

I do not mess with you hater

Aiming in my A-K-A, I'm feelin' greater

Weirdo on the mic and I'll flinch you, I'm dangerous

[Interlude]

Oh my God, what a weirdo

[Verse 2]

Yeah

The time testin' out my patience

Two zero, three zero, we become the cavemen

Sticks and stones words, pick the bones off the OG

Throw 'em if they pose me

Scold 'em like the old teachers

You be sittin' in the bleachers

Wack your whole sound, dumb boy, like I bleach words

Aye, and I don't bleep words

But I'ma sense [?] a stain on your T-shirt

Internet rappers blow so much, think they knees hurt

And I see dirt

I'm not asking for a number like a key flirt

Tactic

Plastic

[?] ass boy, think they dramatic

Classic

Hits when my bars start its magic

I grip and enlarge, 'cause my shit is fantastic

Hips like a broad 'cause y'all ass (What?)

Pics with the squad, I imagine

My clips from above like Aladdin

Let God speak 'cause I'm pissed with your actions

[?] when you're braggin'

Eclipse when I'm passin'

By

Shutdown zone

I'm an eagle, leave you chickens like a Kung Pao bone

Real messy, all these ops usin' profound tones

Garageband be my sound, gets the pro sound tunes

Yeah

[Chorus]

You a foe in the basement

You are a replacement

I get my paper

Bank roll in my safe, uh

2K for the kicks, see you later

I do not mess with you hater

Aiming in my A-K-A, I'm feelin' greater

Weirdo on the mic and I'll flinch you, I'm dangerous

[Indistinct Outro]