ILLEST Cordae

[Intro]
Yo, yo, yo
Haha
It's due time
I'm the illest so there's that, haha
Yeah

[Verse 1]
New rap phenomenon
Hungry like it's Ramadan
Blowing up, atomic bombs
And Columbine could not respond
Always got a lot of rhymes
Make it cuz I gotta grind
While my team is always fucking winning like we got LeBron
Killing in this rap game
Most of y'all are whack, lame
Won't stop rapping, until I fucking crack fame
Man, I've been passing
Winning is my last name
Snakes in the grass, cuz all the fucking rats came
Coming for my jack cheddar
Where I'm from, they jack cheddar
Hating cuz I rap better
Ski mask, black sweaters
Coming for your father, though
All down, dominos
Vamanos, mama knows
In the room, not a soul
Shower's blowing, gotta go
Feeling like it's '94
Kicking door on shawties, blow
All the sounds your bouta know
Shit, I hear every day
Niggas pushing heavy weight
Grandma on that section eight
She praying for better days
Was another optional, synopsis, I'm the hottest, no
Rappers is a problem, oh
It's till I'm dead, I got it so
Tell me how you gon' stop this motherfucker
Weight of the world on my shoulders but I squat that motherfucker