I'm here to rape the rap game, beats I be blazin em/ The .40 on ya mind, push ya thoughts out ya cranium/ I'm sittin in the whip gettin dome like a stadium/ When it's on, bullets twist a ***** like i'm braidin' him/ Yea and i'm stainin him, bustin wit the 8 long/ I'm finna take it all off his head like Trey Songz/ My cake long, i'm just tryna see my cash advance/ Enough roccs in the chain to start a avalanche/ I'm toe taggin', 4 magnum, and i'm staccin grants/ I'm the illest in the burgh, y'all don't have a chance/ I'll eat a *****, talkin lyrically decease a *****/ Long as Trag is breathin, man you *****z rest in pieces/ If it's beef, then i'm squeezin/ Leave his whole squad leakin'/ I'll split a *****z wig just because it's murkin season/ Trag spit K's (que) like Spaniards and Puerto Ricans/ Broke *****z, I make ya salary on the weekend/ This rap shit easy, competition is none/ Whether freestyle or written, i'm spittin, gettin it done/ Killin the flow switchin, no ambulances to come/ So gifted, the flow vivid, i'm reminiscent of Pun/ I'ma go getta, the cain and dro flippa/ I spit flames, i'm insane wit no liquor/ Ape shit, bang ya chest like go-rillas/ If u bout paper get one slipped on ya toe *****/ The fo fo hit ya, please don't approach us/ Got money, by the way my punchlines are ferocious/ All i do is spit cracc, get staccs, and smoke piff/ My flow diesel, guess u could say i got dope lips/ The 4 spit, it tear ligaments when the heat spittin'/ *****z pussy, i see they true colors like heat vision/ If he snitchin', Trag will have his fuccin teeth missin'/ Get found in a trunk wit his head and his feet missin/ I ain't playin, this music like re-ligion/ I'm the god of this rap shit, summ like he's risen/