[Hook]

I put in work, other spitters ain’t worth
Ten pence for their words, I was bad from birth
You should put ’em in a skirt, with a pretty pink purse
I got that fire, hot shit like Jerk
I locked it like bar staff slicking
The wire, fire, the bars I spit
Tree to tree on some Tarzan shit
I merk, don’t put me on a verse
Please don’t do it to yourself believe me
I merk, don’t put me on a verse
Please don’t do it to yourself
I told you I merk, don’t put me on a verse
Please don’t do it to yourself believe me
You know me I merk, don’t put me on a verse
Please don’t do it to yourself
[Verse 1]

I got the power, this is my Austin hour
I floss material, hot for hours
I’m fire, I can’t be fired
Grip the road like a Ferrari tyre
I’m flyer, LV buyer
You can see me on your LG
It’s like a riot, my shields are real
Rider, popping that (?)
I hit the stage I do this well
You too so I got coupes as well
Come to my show and prove to yourself
Anytime I drop my tune it’ll sell
Cause they can’t understand other guys
Like the baby out of Family Guy
I’m crazy, I ain’t actually high
Just think that I’m actually fly
I deliver these lines with impact when I write
Straight to the point, now my batts gonna die
And OK you’re rapping alright
But I ain’t practising mine
I got flows for days, bars for weeks
I’m K, A to the N i’m around where things evolved
Cash rules everything around me baby
Got my circle bun like Audi baby

[Hook]

I put in work, other spitters ain’t worth
Ten pence for their words, I was bad from birth
You should put ’em in a skirt, with a pretty pink purse
I got that fire, hot shit like Jerk
I locked it like bar staff slicking
The wire, fire, the bars I spit
Tree to tree on some Tarzan shit
I merk, don’t put me on a verse
Please don’t do it to yourself believe me
I merk, don’t put me on a verse
Please don’t do it to yourself
I told you I merk, don’t put me on a verse
Please don’t do it to yourself believe me
You know me I merk, don’t put me on a verse
Please don’t do it to yourself