There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote
They thought that I was lost
On this lonely road
I'm back up on my feet
If y'all ain't know
There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote
People see me, they come taking selfies
While they posin' with the Mustang Shelby
Belt be covered in LVs
Got that melted butter lobster tail meat
Drip, drip, drip, drip on 'em daily
Sippin' Jameson and Bailey's
Bust thru the ceilin' built up on me
I destroyed what you're constructin'
I ignored what you're instructin', shit was planned out
Start a record label, everything was in house
Time for to stand out front of the orchestra
Conductin', follow my lead
Hoes spittin' all on my D
Gettin' wetter than a reed in a clarinet
First class seat on a Emirate flight from New Zealand
Sleepin' with a chick speakin' Arabic
24 karat platinum, that's oo la la
You got prize, I'ma say "Fuck you" on Live two times
Like pew, pew, pew, shots fired inside
Like a Shoofly pie
Oozin' out, cuttin' it before you try to cool it down
I be spillin' all the fillin' inside
Got a militant mind
I would rather settle a little vendetta in person
Instead of conversin' we set up a time
Fightin' like I'm Lomachenko
If I was you I wouldn't step inside the ring ropes
The second you'd be Ko'd with your face swole
Seein' stars, dots, leprechauns and rainbows
Hey yo, adios, c'est la vie, [?], Salam alakum
Say goodbye, au revoir
I'm about to take a bow and they kinda twat
Chopping up lines on the countertop
Yea-yea-uh yeah
There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote
They thought that I was lost
On this lonely road
I'm back up on my feet
If y'all ain't know
There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote
People callin' me a future killer
So before you put me on a song you need to reconsider is it gonna be a hit
Or something that'll make you feel belittled
Cuz the people feel embarrassed when they hear you try to keep up with me, I don't know
Let me do my own style homie, slow it down
This is not a fast rap contest
In fact if that's what you gathered
After you hear me rap then you really haven't grasped on yet
Here's a bad comment
If the word that you see in your mind
That first rhymes with the previous line
You wanna squeeze it in or leave it
When I think of you tried to think of five more rhyme words
You could try to piece in or out
To see how it sounds, you'd be a lot better
Like if you start a line with "I got the work"
I would bet every dollar in my wallet
You would try to make it rhyme with "I got the herb"
And got caught by officers
Doctors got concerns
Mockingbird monitors, binoculars, thermometers
I watch the girls on TikTok twerk
You never thought to search
I give away free game, that's free of charge
Get a rental car from the Enterprise
Turn the speakers on, lit another bleazy up
Until the smoke is pourin' out the Chevy Equinox
I started seein' shit like Ethan Hawke again
When Denzel Washington offered him wet cigarettes
That was dipped in that water water
The dirty cops in Alonzo's Monte Carlo
Couldn't wash it off with Palmolive
All the songs that y'all are on belong among the garbage
Left a bad taste in my mouth like a kalamata olive
Hard to swallow
God damn, bitch
There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote
They thought that I was lost
On this lonely road
I'm back up on my feet
If y'all ain't know
There's nothin' more to say
Now that's all she wrote
