La Familia Rittz

Verse 1:
That shit’s so whack
I don’t fuck around with no rat, NO CAP
See the family emblem inside the lenses
Limited edition, throwback Bo Jacks
Lot of rappers got toe tagged
Thinkin’ that the way that they could show me up
Is when they try to go fast
Everything they wrote, that content
So keep your 9 to 5, on the side
Try to set up a garage band
Surely I can’t be the only person on Earth
That can agree that human beings
Are more annoying than they worth
COVID got us stuck inside our homes, it’s red alert
People think it’s a conspiracy, let ‘еm spread the word
Fuck them and thеir secret society
Your opinions speakin’ entirely way too much
Man, fuck whoever raised you up nonviolently
Fuck a teen and his anxiety
Shithead kid with your immature parents
Sick and embarrassed of your TikTok posts
How OLD do you HOPE that you're OVER the age of
18
Cause I know that you rap like a whore I'm face-in
While you always trynna see their areolas
Fine ass bitch, she go both ways
You can’t say bitch
For real? Why not?
I got the okay from Janelle Monae
The music industry and the circle never saluted me
It used to bother me, now I don’t want to be included
Why would I give a shit if you want to see me muted
Ooo, cause one dude who gave me two shit reviews
Can tell his audience to listen to the new Rittz
Shoutout to the people in the media supportin’ me
The OGs that give me a feature
I was broke, couldn’t afford to pay nobody a recordin’ fee
CNT the hardest workin’ label by a longshot
I’m the only artist where we can forget your Rasta
What, you want to go?
Buddy, come on, say "Que pasa?"
That is like comparin’ a McLaren to a Mazda
Honda, North of Atlanta in the area
Carry a weapon on you while you’re wonderin’ who shot ya
Me and all my homies organized, I’m in the mafia
If you’re rollin’ with us, time to mind yours, squad up