im nasty

I got bars that make cash Magic with the pass and hulk with the smash

I'm Michael Jordan with the slam flinstone vitiman for the rap game call me bam bam

Sam who I am dr Seuss wit the words take ya girl on a shopping splurge but hold up I ain't trippin jus wonderin how ya bars would b if u wasn't sippin on that dirty. You see I ain't on that dirty but yet my bars come in flurries that leave u whack rappers to go scurry but I ain't in no hurry see I know u I can hit u clean one punch like a golf birdy or take 1000 mini ones strung till ya sons sons sons feel it in the gut like rum. Oh so mad cuz they underate me so bad don't even consider me unsung say I'm to young to dumb to navigate the rap game but yet my bars insane bring pain to whoever I name like ya teeth without novicane!

My bars insane bring death to ya like Cain and able u thought u was nice till u met me leave u in the hospital heart unstable. Boy this ain't fake defenetly ain't no fable hit u wit the left jab then the right hook send u to the scorers table. Only a lil into my teens yet my bars so mean make the grinch seem less like a grouchy green crack feen more like a teen skin like cream whose dream is to meet Justin bieber. But I ain't no beiliber just a believer that u can't do nuthin to stop me

I'm the type to make u stop and think see

Ur wondering what's about to come next

Another chop to ya throat or bullet to ya chest?

My rhymes so sharp cut through a bullet proof vest

My rhymes so vicious caving in on ya chest as u listen and ya women tryna see how she can up her appearance and her breast for the kid and um

Don't mind that last line that was more for u other rappers u know straight from the behind. But yall so whack by one week this freestlye gonna have my phone buzzin like a beehive. Meanwhile yall gonna b makin 5-6 mix tapes and barely gettin any behind

Wait rewind that last line that was kinda whack

That's what I say every time I here one of these clones rap!

U see my rhymes more like crack people get addicted and come back

Your rhymes more like precious arm fat or underneath trumps hair cap straight fake sayin cake but all know your address is the same as ya mom so what that say?

Oh u say u Insta famous but step out into the real world now u invisible like klay in the finals I Kill my rivals. My bars so deep they right past ya chest and straight to ya spinal!