First off, f**k Elon Musk
Eight dollars too much, this past expensive
For the Ho*s in the back and the cracks in the slack
If I tweet then delete then I meant it
I don’t really need a check, ’cause I got no respect
And these n**gas might know me like a dentist
Said he all about these beats
So he hear some s**t and then get offended
This ain’t what you want, no, this ain’t what you want
Ah, f**k y’all n**gas, I feel like Papa John
Laughin’ straight to the bank, I’m Tony Khan
And they hate what I say ’cause I ain’t wrong
What kind of rappin’ is this
The kind that make rap n**gas pissed
I put the dough on my b**ch
That p**sy ain’t feelin’ like this, she know it
These n**gas be textin’ with kids
It doesn’t get stranger than this, that’s h0e s**t
F**k a bar, I don’t f**k with you n**gas
Like I’m Hulk Hogan
I am mean
Rittenhouse with the shot, and repeat
While you stretchin’ the truth in your tweets
I been stretchin’ your girl, Iron Sheik
What’s the deets
In the crib, drinkin’ Soylent for weeks
Watch your energy, watch what you tweet
You can go from Elon to Ye in a week, buddy
Numb the shots with that antidote
Blacked out, we can’t take no more
So get away before s**t get slow
Even if I’ve seen it before
Behind the scenes, on that crack room flow
Smokin’ up, I don’t need no more
So let me tell you ’bout where we gon’ go
Know your place, you won’t act wrong, B
You ain’t gotta lie, hit this anarchy
In your head, girl, I’m rent free
She can’t stop thinkin’ ’bout me
So drop it low, like you’re pickin’ up change
Go’n head girl, do your thing
So bust up, and then what’s up
Spittin’ fast like Busta
You might need to trust her
Feel like I love ya…