I am the one, don't waste your time, don't need a gun to get respect up on the street Under the sun to bathe the sun, we'll pop the clock to feed themself and family My enemies, your enemies, my enemies, we whip them up like a canteen The yellow tape surrounds the faith, don't have a faith, so now you light up in the gates Great, I lemonade like a lemonade, hey, young boy had to penetrate Face, young boy done caught a case, bang, now I'm on my level with the pain Wait, doctor says he's gonna stay, let him get the system, be so he regenerate Now a nigga harder than the head of the state, Giselle Curry is the new candidate Ultimate, alternate, you are the opposite, stop the shit, chop your esophagus Bitches be boppin' and bow down when poppin' and droppin' it in her esophagus She is so nasty in public, she classy, perhaps she is able to swallow it Girl, I could make you a star, then I'd put a ass on Apollo, bitch Bitch, I am ultimate, behold my awesomeness, narcissist, part-time and arsonist Rippin' through cartilage, I am the hardest bitch, rappin' to put in sarcophagus Dilly, the party is done when it started, so now that I'm livin' so harmonious Feelin' like Spartacus, Curry the ultimate, I am the best, there's no politics, bitch, I'm ultimate Ultimate Bitch, I'm I am the one, don't weigh a ton, don't need a gun to get respect up on the street Under the sun to bask, the sun will pop the clock to feed himself and family My enemies, your enemies, my enemies, we whip them up like a canteen Duh, you have no taste, so rouse the faith, don't have a face, so now you like, open the gates Ultimate, infinite, flow is opium, open the internet Photosynthesis, put a parenthesis, temporary, very scary If I feel like Dirty Harry, just might bust a bitch Never knew my life, but yet the question is Is it fake, is it real, what the message is? Chop a bitch nigga off, I'ma sever it, when I sever shit I kill him, no cody, these niggas ain't homies Claim you the homie, I turn into Broly Drop it melodic, into the cosmic Float like a prophet, lyrical toxic Float like a foreigner, I'm the torturer Out of South Florida, call a car when I killed in the corridor I'm the overlord, rhymes like a sorcerer I'm an animal, bitch, I'm a beast Nigga, you tell me who fuckin' with me K to the I to the N to the G Claim you the hottest, but I disagree Better learn somethin' and get a degree This was our infamous, so R.I.P Our reproduction bitches lookin' thirsty Ridin' through the dirty like it's mandatory In the other story I am the one, don't waste your time Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street Under the sun, the bastard son will pop the clock To feed himself and family By enemies, your enemies, my enemies We whip them up like a coutin Don't have no taste, so rise to faith You have a face, so now you like to open the gates I am the juice from the mouth of your six I will pen flap a bitch cause I don't give a damn I am the nigga that drink the hot liquor I smoke like a hippie and I pop them xans I am the nigga that showed you the game Had to stick to the money and get you some dough Ain't no excuses, you grind it, you get it You whip it and flip it and stunt on these hoes I need a moment of silence today I kicked the club, I pulled up in a Wraith So hypnotizing, these hoes memorize By my diamonds, I shine and they try to throw shade I want that throw, but I'm too proud to pay Bitch kept on talking, I throw a little break She get to sucking and I just discovered A whole nother meaning to the price on your head Yo, tell them bring me chains for a thousand Hold up, matter of fact, make it fifty thousand Hold up, I got so much sauce dripping off me I think I'm about to change my name to a thousand island Hold up, bitch, I'm about to turn up a level Fucking R&B chicks out of Coachella Give her that dick, she think I'm in love with her Now she texting me a motherfucking four-page letter I am the one, don't wait your time Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street Under the sun, don't bash the sun We'll pop the clock to feed themself and family My enemies, your enemies My enemies, we whip them up like a canteen The yellow tent surrounds the faith Don't have a fence, so now you late Open the gate Thanks for watching!