[Verse 1]
I'm killing beats for a living, filling big shoes for the feeling and this girl's so bad she a villain
Hands to the ceiling, let tour head bounce till the beat go "whapata-tapa-tow" on your weak flow
Niggas know that this ain't no bullshit. Finger on the trigger 'fore ya niggas try and pull shit
Fucking with my niggas you gonna end up with a full clip
Have you in a episode looking like you full of shit
Foolish shit? Who gonna spit that? You gonna spit that? Ok cool cat sit back down let Lou lay the smackdown
You living under the rock I been stone cold
I wrestle till my vessel bout to explode
The hardest part about making a living
Is all the other ties you wind up killing
You trying to be the hottest can't be modest to be honest none of ya could fuck with my shit
[Chorus]
I hold it down
My niggas know, jokes on the clown
He don't stop my show
Cuz this pussy always raising his skirt
He won't push me he afraid to get hurt
[Repeat 1x]
[Verse 2]
I'm bout to show my anger on a banger that's danger if you play D
Its funny, I used to hate it when they played me
But lately its like the only thing that makes me wanna say 'cheese' now its clear that I'm HD
That's high doofus, I shoot this entire loop with my mucous, Spanish kids like "ya escupe"
Ya 'estupid' Nigga Elz go further, kill your track record Nigga Elz go murder
Nobody more hungry still Elz gonna serve ya
You want a booth sorry that's reserved for a Mister ByFar check the picture I draw, you pussies don't get it but I get vagina
Yea I bet I'm high as fuck when I put it down foot is down all over the flow that's my proving ground
I knew this sound was too profound for me to wait to be the protégé that some pro found, so for now
[Chorus]