Yeah
Creampie Creations
Fuck Who-Chang
Y'all don't deserve to be in the music game
Listen
Here we go again, it's time to spit you some facts
Who-Chang had a chance to sign me and you know that they passed
They said they wanted competition, I'll give 'em that
I'm the whole bottle of the music game and you just got the cap
You spoiled brats, you know what is shitty?
Looking at the charts and seeing names that's not in the city
Are you kiddin'? Anything for that clout, huh?
Who-Chang lost touch of what the music game's about, cuh!
Fucka you Paff, heard your music and I think that your style's trash
That shit's a pass, I have everything that you fuckin' wish that you had
You fuckin' clout chaser, Who-Chang's an echo chamber
My mamma always told me not to go and talk to strangers (sorry mom)
It must be nice to have a studio you don't use
I guess that's just the way she goes when shit gets handed to you
I worked for years, got nothing, blood sweat and tears
You ask for studio and then that shit appears?
And then you rub into my face like you cock suckas earned it?
I'm the biggest bridge in the music game and you burned it
Shout outs to Dean, he hooked me up, realized my dream
And gave me things I need to take over the music scene
Cap made rags to riches now he think he fly
I'll send his ass back to rags in just the blink of an eye
If you think you can beat me then you actually trippin'
My name is on half the plaques on the wasted space of ya' building
Who-Chang's time is tickin', the Titanic sinkin'
You can't stand the heat then get fuck out of my kitchen
You pussy's getting fucked, and you know I just got the tip in
Call me Ramee on this track cuz all I'm doin' is spittin'
Lil Cap's tracks, they drag on and on
The same repeated fucking chorus 20 times a song
You need to innovate, your sound is hella played
Hey Cap, make a track about how Mr. K's dick tastes, I bet it's great!
Look at how they react, Chang-Gang is hella mad
Cuz Bobby went and killed the best artist Wu-Chang's ever had
And you know I'm right, shit, you're losing this fight
It's hard to murder a Bobby when you haven't killed a beat in your life
Yeah, ok, so I'm throwing some shade
Cuz every person you sign, you think that you made
You should've stuck to robbin' banks, I creampied this game
So in reality I'm the one who gave birth to Who-Chang
Ok, ok, the Skittles platinum plaque it can stay
Cuz we all know that Chang-Gang is the real Skittles Gang
The entire city stuck to you because of your name
But I don't play that game, dick ridin' has never been my thang
I got a hundred K, for anybody that starts hunting K
Their music goes right through me, they should change their name to PF Changs
Who-Chang can go and push their dirty "gem" all day
But the fact remains, he will always just be a Jade
Come on, Lil Cap I told you, man, you should have listened
Signing to Who-Changs Records was a dumb decision
The motto for the Chang-Gang is "Use 'em and ditch 'em"
Just go 'n ask Bobby, he got shot for pursuing his vision
You lip singing bitches, you can't perform live
You kamikazed the charts the way you nose dived
I feel sorry for you Cap, man, they gassed you son
You can't expect to kill the GOAT with just a cap gun