Poacher Video (MV)

I'm tired of these drug addicted Juul rippin phony ass rappers
Fake trappin gunslinging qualified actors
Ima call up the academy and start bringing you some Oscars
Man bun bitch lookin Lil Pump imposters
Flexin in the mirror with American Eagle boxers
With your quote on quote racks
With a 20 on the top
Then a bunch of single dollars
Flexin to be acknowledged
These the type of kids who won't make it past college
The drugs the only thing puttin money in these kids wallets
Alcohol consumption level lookin alcoholic
Mango and Mint Juul pods fillin up the pockets
Ego as big as Ye but their brains are always the smallest
All these lil rappers 6 foot 3 I feel the tallest
Yao Ming flows my shit is hot as Houston Rockets
Got all these mouths droppin to the floor they lookin jawless
Ghostface killin em with my verbal rhyme phonics
I'm like a snake with the fang fangs I'm venomous
And I'm sending shots bang bang and I never miss
I could go toe to toe with anyone in the game
Put me in the picture and I'll knock em out the frame
Ya'll are some elephants I'm an African poacher
Ya'll have as much street cred as a toddler with a super soaker
Ya'll ain't prepared for me somebody shoulda told ya
The game is my war and I'm a front line soldier
Confidence level getting settled immovable boulder
Ya'll are pointless as a pitcher with a bum ass shoulder
Prepare yourselves out there cuz it's only gettin colder
Origami flows I'll take my time when I fold ya
Ya'll need to go rewrite and revise with a dictionary
Your flows are boring like f*ckin with only missionary
You see it comes to me logically I am a visionary
But ya'll to afraid to pass it to me like the secondary
They been sleepin on me I've been feelin like the headrest
I bet a lot of you would listen to me more if I said less
Quit talkin out your ass and you speak with your chest
And I always aim for the head so don't you worry about the vest
Finger on the trigger this ain't the Wild Wild West
They wanna take you down they wanna see you smile less
But I always got a big grin when they ask me who the best
I've been in line for a while and I think they'll call me next
And when I say trigger I ain't talking bout the guns
I know my place and I don't act foreign like some J-1's
I know the difference between real rappers and fake trappers
Is this Hollywood? Didn't know I lived near so many actors
Kids using N-words in their songs when they know they just crackers
Know your f*ckin place you white ass lookin caspers
And I ain't one to talk cuz I'm as white as can be
But at least I can spit bars not be somebody who ain't me
I'm on my absolutely scary red jacket Jackson thriller shit
I don't make my songs filled with 2 minutes of filler shit
I'd rather fill my songs with 4 minutes of killer shit
I set myself up for success cuz I hate to fail
Take a walk with me I'll teach you history like the Freedom Trail
I need to get outside I've been lookin real pale
And I ain't slowin down got no f*cks to give that ship has sailed
Me and rap go together like double-d's and back pain
When she wakes up in the morning and she says god dang
I lit some matches now I got the thrower can you feel the flame?
Twin triplet sextuplet flows all you sound the same
And when someone don't like my music I know it's me to blame
But I always come back in the clutch like im dolla dolla Dame
Will C don't you ever forget the name
But you can call me DualShock 4 when I control the f*ckin game
I'm authentic I don't gotta act like somebody I'm not
Or rap about f*ckin bitches and poppin xans for my shit to sound hot
I would unload the arsenal but that may be too much
When I go after all these mumble mumble rappers and such
And I'll go bar for bar but right now here's the slightest of touch
I ain't fake I only spit the truth on these beats
Ya'll need to go and spend one actual night on the streets
And then we'll really see what ya'll been puttin to the sheets