Fell Into My Trap OCTOBERSFULLMOON

[Verse 1]
Lil Sea boy thinkin' he the shit
Bitch, you ain't ever gon' get a fucking hit
And you think that your fucking music lit
I'm out here with my drip
You out here with your Kids
And I do this shit legit
You just scream into a microphone for one minute and called it a song
Boy, I wouldn't be surprised if you wore a thong
With skull and crossbones, so when I get this shit on
You better cower boy, you don't know what I'm on
I told you before, I'm the force and the core
I'm the only reason you have them followers
Paid them and made them follow you, I call them the borrowers
So bе fucking grateful and don't show my music to obese еmos
I'll wear a fucking hockey mask when I kill you like G-Mo
I'm in the game like Beamo, or EA Sports
But you claim you are and then you drop a song without any scorch
But all my music put your house alight like a torch
Leave my fucking mark right on your porch
And we fight on the fourth
Fuck, I ain't wanna do this shit
But I gotta prove this bitch
Can't fucking rap, you just making shit I'd put on when I itch
'Cause it hurts my ears, and maybe it could hurt my fucking back
Motherfucker, you can't rap
You thinkin' you the best, ego over max
You complainin' that I get you on my tracks
Motherfucker, you made a deluxe with Ryz without his claps
You diss the UK, fam, we made bacon baps
All you ever did was run 'round the laps
Get the fittest men, but you ain't like them
Fat and in your room making shit that's crap
You ain't worthy of my time, boy, you fell into my trap