EVERY RAPPER ON EARTH COULD DIE RIGHT NOW AND NOTHING WOULD CHANGE BLCKK

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Ayy, said fuck rappers (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I hate you and I hate everybody with you
Fuck this money and fuck my life
I'd rather die if I can't bitch you, hah
If you dead, I'm dyin' with you, uh
Fuck that, what's up with you?
Remember that shit that we all been through?
Quit for what? I wanna get richer (Woah)

[Chorus]
Pick that shit up, uh
Felt my check get bigger, ah
I stepped on everybody
Seen that boy, I spin him, hah
Ayy, what you on?
Walked in this bitch, got somethin' on
I'm thinking 'bout burnin' his fuckin' palm
I took my chance, I'm runnin' up

[Verse 2]
(Wait, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I forgot to give a fuck (Yeah)
My family up as fuck
Play 'bout me, get fuckin' stuck (Yeah)
Y'all can't be serious, huh
I got mine with fuckin' blood (Blood)
I swеat my panic out
Run this back, go pay me some (Yeah)
Y'all think I'm fuckin' dumb