dont mess with my man

[Verse 1] Now I'm 18 I feel 25 I see plenty of rookies You ain't speaking to me Unless you giving me money or giving me pussy That's my new resolution Run circles around rappers A few revolutions A problem They wish that they knew the solution I'm rolling up doobies and cooling Y'all should just move with the movement Running 'em over and flatten 'em out Man none of us sober I'm back in your house If you come any closer, get smacked in your mouth Get ready to die, the casket is out Back to the basket, I'm backing 'em down Sass is the master, I'm snatching the crown And I'm stealing the throne, and that's happening now And feeling my bone, cause I'm ill with the flow She don't even know what I'm rapping about Man this is fight night, let me get in my stance Won't be missing my chance of giving my fans The shit they want Got your bitch in my trance Yellow-bone on my dick like I pissed in my pants Bow to the ring, got her kissing my hand Every syllable, ripping it, damn Man, this turn up time, turn up time All the bad bitches to the turn up line My flow so hot can't burn up mine And this weed so loud, bet they heard us fine Man, I'ma earn her shine Tell my brother I got 'em No creampie, I'ma come from the bottom Loading the clip in the gun and I shot 'em I killed all these rappers, that wasn't a problem I'll fucking dissolve 'em They disintegrate, fucking piece of the pie I'm eating the cake I'ma take your bitch on a sweet dinner date Have her draining my balls Then I regenerate I'ma breathe in your face That's a third degree burn Spitting this fire He certainly earned his turn To straight up just murder these turds Verbally with these words that he's learned You heard that I'm nice Here's a word of advice You should leave now if you value your life Drinking brown, it's on ice I'ma turn up tonight And my verses so bright It could burn out the light Yeah, you can't mess with my crew I'm doing this shit the way veterans do Flow so hot, you can't step in my shoes Everything that I do, do it better than you Ooh, so please let me pursue The crown is not yours, like Mexican food We made it like we was a group of inventors I'm feeling like I'm Thomas Edison, dude My etiquette's rude, but I'm cool Got my shit together, and that's a lot of crap I'm really not that bad at rapping So I gotta rap I'm gonna make it son So watch your back