Sub Me In Futuristic & Devvon Terrell

[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Yo
Rap dudes put me in a bad mood
Go nuts like cashews, I spit like bad food
I had to blast you, I’m sick like achoo
Got street cred with no facial tattoos
A beast like baboons, you makin' bad tunes
I'm poppin' like balloons, I got some bad news
If you hatin' on me, you must be confused
Give you two black eyes just like a racoon
They don't really wanna see me, I can promise
Gettin' brain without a college, she graduated with honors
Looking just like Pocahontas; to be honest, I ain't modest
I know that I've been the hottest professional, you a novice
I can't even shut my wallet, I gotta lotta gwola up in my pocket
I've been taking off just like I'm a rocket
I been a star, I'm a comet, these rappers funny like comics
They suck like girls on these nuts—ha, got 'em (Sheesh)
Let me catch my breath
Give me a mint to refresh my breath
I'm nothing less than the best and I'm dressed to impress and the rest is a mess
They obsess with the steps that I step that will prep with the rep
Yo, these cop cars is not far, my throat scarred
From these hot bars, I think I got strep
All I do is make hits, I keep 'em on deck
So I guess that mean I got next
I hope you get what I'm sayin'
On injured reserve because I am not playin'
These rappers is lookin' like Walking Dead
Off with they head, I’m Michonne because I just come slay 'em
They scared me like Freddy vs Jason
If they debatin' then they listen, I end conversation
'Cause I been the greatest, my homie Devvon
Can rap better than you and he usually singin'