I'm so hard, you so soft
Like a maxi pad go get a tinder
Be knocking em out they socks
Leave you dangling like a cheap spinner
Be knocking you out your spot
Leave you cross eyed like fucking skipper
Go getter, fucking flow spitter
When I go in her I go bigger
Got the Mac packed
And they know I'm bitter
Fuck Snapchat and your Twitter
I'm a known sinner, my nerves thinner
If they fucking with me get you cold whither
I'm cold like you winter
You just beginners
We're known winners
And you fucking quitters
I'm capable of the throne
Taking the game over like Capone
Fake my death and come back floating
With a life vest and a real quick boat
Mother fucking stress
When we drop these songs
Cause you ain't go no options left
You'd rather sit and pout to death
While we just rip, you throw your fits
Get on Facebook and talk that shit
But say it to my face get split
If you're fucking with Madman1
Your fucking with me that's on your bitch
Said, I'm stacking these racks
Got too much to count
I'm counting these stacks
I'll pull up right now
He making some bands, what's in his account
Can I get in the studio work with you now
Bitch, fuck what you saying
I'll need me a band
You got to be booking
Like three months advance
I'm charging these rappers a chorus a grand
If you want my attention
Go get you a chance
Saturated, saturated
Soak it up like a biscuit and I ate it
Anonymous flow, ultra poll
I'm goat and I know all you haters hate it
Can't get with, take a shit
Wipe my ass with the flows that they kick
We the clique, life's a bitch
Fuck your flows no vac's, delta sick
Abstract from your backpack
I'm a full push of personality
No we not the same, I'm a sensei
And I can't break you down with totality
Wave the mic and I spit these flows
Like a Jedi knight with a force choke
And we roll the comp
Like an ugly joint that we never light
Cause they don't want smoke
Yeah we no joke
And we laugh at hoes with the LOL
And the hot back hand like a comedy roast
You can call me the devil I'm a bring you hell
And your still a bitch
No matter how many lines that you tell
Better hold your chips, cause your bullshit
In this here game ain't never gone sell
Need to watch your mouth
And tuck your tongue
Like you're young and dumb
I'm a battle beast and I collect heads
And microphones homie I don't care who won
And we don't know you son
And we're not familiar don't give no shits
OGD and them Twiztid boys in the booth
And bitch we don't flipped them scripts
It's on the till break of the dawn
I be breaking them bones
And shaking them zones
Making lute in the month by the trash bag
When I be getting it on
It's Madman1, catch a back hand son
From the flatland run
Lit it up just for fun, rip it up when I dump
And I'll leave you in a slump
Creep up on you with the pump
Ambition on a mission
Upon a star for recognition
It's Twiztid in this bitch
And OGD we coming up missing
Throw your raps in the garbage
And what I'm about to do is target
Any mother fucker
Thinking they can step to the crew so bar this
Brought up in the game so heartless
And when I maintain I'm flawless
The face rearranged
The nap town strangler
So be cautious, Uh
No Xanax it's just bars
Be splitting domes they leaving splinters
I'm so hard, you so soft
Like a maxi pad go get a tinder
Be knocking em out they socks
Leave you dangling like a cheap spinner