You plain clothes rappers
Haters tryna knock it but I won't stop
And I ain't tryna brag, I just set the record straight
I'm at the precinct like fuck it, it's just bail
Dog, I'm nearly as high as it gets
First week shipped a mill out the gate
Opposite to what I call a failure
Then rock it, put it out, watch how I profit
You bullshittin', I'm talkin' what I could do
'Cuz they know I'm about to blow
But if you look close enough you can see my steel
You don't want it with me, I can see clearly
Some niggas say they just tryna get a nut
That may be true, but I'm a very big squirrel
With some very big work on a very big scale
Go ahead and act funny, but you ain't stackin' money
Yes, it's me the underestimated MC
Kill me around bread like a sandwich, dammit
I'm laughin' on my way to the bank wit' a nice meal
Y'all niggas get in some shit and just bail
So which one of y'all is the next to ask?
You think his paper long, you should see my deal
You tryna catch up with me, ya too late
I don't start careers when I beef, nigga I end 'em
I am the reason y'all can't look in the mirrors
Cop it, object, put it in the pot
I'm a good dude, so usually I chill
Push me to the south like everyday was a Tuesday
'Cuz they know I'm about to blow
I spit it in sign language, mob language
Yes, I'm concealed, yes, I'm the shit
Me, I'm a very big deal
I'm so high, it's gettin' kinda hard to top it
Matta fact homie I can't hear y'all, I'm deaf
My shit push 4, I'm just tryna move 8
Cop it, object, put it in the pot
Haters tryna knock it, but I won't stop
But don't worry I see shit a lil' clearer
I'm a Range Rover rapper
The plane done landed, the plan unveiled
Then rock it, put it out, watch how I profit
Then rock it, put it out, watch how I profit
'Cuz they know I'm about to blow
I move weight, drive through states
I heard it was squeeze first ask questions last
I don't swing at dudes, I am not a pendulum
Be the same one of y'all up next to blast
So ill with the flow I need a M.D.
Haters tryna knock it, but I won't stop
I am not a killer nor do I defend 'em
I'm Microsoft Mims, I rock wit' Bill Gates
Mims is hotter than some cooked food
Need to stop actin' like the thangs won't clap ya
You match up with I? Barely
I don't write laws or rules, nigga, I bend 'em
Wow, that's real, Y'all, iced grill
Cop it, object, put it in the pot
I suggest you raise up like Exxon gas
So imagine when the album drop, I'ma make y'all
Haters tryna knock it but I won't stop
I get weary in the sky when I fly like this
All you do is lose weight
I make 'em all sick when I hop out, "The Phantom of the Opera'
And therefore, we ain't here for the best
Somebody call a doctor
Now, gimme some space I'm outta this world
