(Verse)

If you ain't talking bout the greatest

Keep my name out the fucking discussion

I'm so ill it make haters feel sick to they stomach

I was born 99 still I keep it hunnit

This music industry

Turning human beings to puppets

Same shit different plumbing

Went on a binge & had to detox

If you don't get the bigger picture take a screenshot

My shit timeless like an antique clock

You can try to interfere

But I just can't be stopped

My pen game fierce

We ain't in the same tier

They make stank faces

Like kids when they taste beer

I never switched lanes

All I did was change gears

Moment of silence

For my loved ones that ain't here

Thank god my pops never wore a latex

Apex, pressure busts pipes but I ain't pressed

Trying to knock me off my pivot's the equivalent to trynna pluck the feathers off a bald chicken

NEZZY

(Chorus)

Oh good lord think I got em hot & bothered

You a big dawg I'm a fucking shock collar

Never sell my soul not even for top dollar

Don Corleone kneel before The Godfather

(Repeat x2)

(Verse)

If we talking bout the fakest

Then your name would be the main topic

I used to treat the shoebox like its a safe deposit

The godfather y'all the size of a pocket bible

Put the draco in ya mouth boy

Like harry potters rival

Mister infamous the shit I spit is venomous

You took it personal but it was strictly business

Puppeteer got the strings

Attached to my fingertips

Tuxedo with a tommy gun to compliment the fit

Tomfoolery you bitches ain't fooling me

Handyman use the tool to handle the buffoonery

Infamous platoon got goons that's saluting me

Karma is bitch but I feel like she's seducing me

Lost my cool again got the urge to use again

Hopping out the coupe

Wit a group of fucking hooligans

Cool dude slash massive prick

Y'all softer than a motherfucking flaccid dick

UH

(Chorus)

Oh good lord think I got em hot & bothered

You a big dawg I'm a fucking shock collar

Never sell my soul not even for top dollar

Don Corleone kneel before The Godfather

(Repeat x2)"