[Intro]
Alone you may not win
But together, we. will. triumph
[Verse]
Holl-a-back time no fall back, fuck all that
And all you who don't believe in me or our records
I'll shove a record up ya ass
Don't step to us
Motherfucker ya ass and ya ass will get beat
Ya walking dead meat
Bitch, don't beef with us we'll school ya ass, cuz
And snach the huz lemme get my bub
Im a better rapper than you could ever wish to be
I know you're gayer than you would ever claim to be
You ain't got what it takes you wet cornflake
"poor me, i'm so rich", bore me, ya so shit
Auto tune all it you can't even do it like i do it
I'ma do my own thing fuck the old me
The KiDs back so go holl-a-back at me
This my solo track you ain't hold me back
Hold my bag I finna be the man
For beats and feat's and hopefully get to meet
All the people who inspire me and fire me up
Mother fuck- any who doubts me go shout me out
How the fuck are you gonna have more plays and follows
When your shit sucks more dick you
I'm more sick than you -could ever be
You don't wanna be my enemy
Talk is cheap but walkings free
How the fuck you tell me I can't rap shit?
'xactly opposite Don't go be my opp
Swap positions Oppositions get torn, no conditions
Look ain't just rhyming or lying
Look though my eyes find all my visions
My shit be letting out carbon emissions
-fuck you want me do i ain't taking no submissions
When i defenestrate i cause collisions Now listen
Motherfucker, I shoot for the stars like Arrizabalaga
When you sat there, flexin' Ya belanciag
Oh bother, brethilze him, he looking red in the eyes
Red on the wall, red on the ceiling, red on the floor
You can't get a new whore, unless she packin' dick
-Love Slinging crack and shit, so pack it in, pussy
I'm gonna something you must see to believe
Like Adam and eve
D4vid ain't got nothing on me tho he is a kid killer
I'm the one kid he can't kill
Even if he smacked me in the face with an anvil
[Outro]
Wooh
Yea
Holl-a-back
KiD
Bring it back to the old school
I'm just playing D4vid, you know I love you