Let me tell you bout some shit, look
I was bored as shit, like
So I'm in the stu with CR
I got a book bag on and the lil ass was stealing everything
My book bag was full as shit
I watched the CR on a watch me putting shit back

Soon as I hop over the fence
Like as soon as my feet touch the ground n**** my CR

Damn, you throwing something back

I'm a young dude not living foul
But know some n***** if you outta pocket n****
Rigamortis set it to yo body now
James Harden sorta like the Rockets n****
I don't wanna whip inside the pop my n****
I'm a rapping kid with a lotta stigma
Never really ever had a father figure
Giving shit to kiddies that's a lotta litter

That's a lot of litter
It's a lot of niggas
That's just tryna stick me 
For my fuckin paper
Niggas acting like they loose 
No we don't fuck wit goofies
Quick to catch a fade like tapers
Know how we rocking 
You ask how we ball 
Say lavar mixed with stockton
Lowfi the movement 
You know how we coming 
Peep how we groove 
You can tell it's no stopping 
Til bodies is dropping

People say they love me, they try to welcome me with open hearts
Bitch where the hell were you when I dropped soulful thoughts?
Probably flunking art, gassed stinking like a potent fart
I push a flow like carts
And you know this be LOWFI aye
We some go getters and so fire aye
You pussy n***** can go die aye
Fixed the game up with no plies n****

Question on how we gon fix the game up
Nigga what is you insane 
Tryna keep my cool
Pressure on my brain 
Tryna keep it true 
Fuck that sell this caine 
Fuck going to school 
I just need the pay 
Do it after school 
Fuck that anyway 
Imma stick to rapping
We rocking on stage
I feel just like a captain 
I know that you actors 
Like little manhattan
Get lost in the city for real 
Lost in my heart it's straight madness 
You know how shit happen 
But yea it get gritty for real 
I'm hoping that shit gon get pretty from here
If it doesn't I don't give a fuck
I'll just be chopping onions
Cuz I'm used to nothing 
I know they bluffing 
I just keep it a stack 
And you still be fronting 
Think they up to something

Chop ya body then I keep half of it
Take a knee, call a n**** Kaepernick
Fuck my ex, gave her that bastard dick
Pass the fifth, asking do pasts exists?
Mad and quick to shift to this rapping shit
After this might head to the lab and spit
Add a bitch I grabbed her clit cause you know my jake long, imma dragon bitch

And no this ain't a song cause I'm mad lil bitch
But how you just gon hop on my wagon bitch
I'm from Murderland so I'm draggin bitch
Got the beat keep switching like a

Know we coming heavy 
With the cannons bitch
Fire a nigga 
McMahon on some savage shit
This nigga Jay just got me in my bag and shit
So ima bust it if a nigga lack a grip 
Back with the raps
Back with the same little niggas with macks
They come back with missiles 
That's strapped round the chest 
Swear it's not for the flex
These boys do this for rec 
Only time these boys stretch 
When they lay niggas flat
Jump to assumptions 
It's end of discussion 
Pack a punch 
That bitch as hot as an oven 
So if he act crazy 
Start losing his bonkers 
Chef curry with me 
Who gon heat up his muffin

Like a bakery, yo
I don't fuck with many rappers cause they fake to me bro
Ya know I like to spit the lyrics now I'm gracing the flow
Spit an 8-bar n**** got an eight in the hole
Got the world up on my shoulders hella weight on me so
I try to orchestrate a scheme to penetrate through your soul
And now I'm at the possesion you see I'm facing my goals
Collect the spirit got a tommy pointing straight at ya nose

Because, it's the Fresh Prince of B-More
Where you hear less and you see more
You can try me but them goons a prolly
Leave your body inside the sea floor
Cause you ain't from round over East
You ain't from round over West
You ain't from round over South
LOWFI n***** know that we the best


Be straight, CR I see the regular boys
I'm like yeah we can probably bust them up
Big CR guys, we ain't worried about it we can bust them up
So everybody's still CR for us, somebody get down
So I'm like Oh Shit nah mean?
So next thing you know, when I'm running I look back soon as I look back
Dummy a green laser hit like in the middle of my shit
I swear, I swear to god the n**** CR
I swear to god it look like that n**** rode out of the wood

Yo, yo this n**** had a green military suit on some like fucking Modern Warfare 3 shit
And a AR15 just pointing that shit at you you