Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Quick to the draw like an animator
Laying down tapes like I'm Hannah Baker
Microphone assassinator
Rolling in a navigator
They just cannot load the data
Baby now they know I made it
(Baby now they know I made it)

Better get ready to bust, Murk you ready or what
I'm lighting the medical giving the heti a puff
Nobody heavy as us, venomous touch
Got em all bellying up
Better give up
Turning your city from metal to dust
Make tombs for my adversaries
Make room or ill have them buried
Im cutting through all your capillaries
Give me give me all the god damn loot
With the trees on deck, baby I am groot
So please
Give me some more space to breathe
They saying things about me but the thing about me is I never care what all these motherfuckers think about me
Young and OG spitting my game since ‘03
Feel a cold breeze whenever I speak to you
Speak the truth, living proof, I can reach the youth
And move a mountain, you?
You just move around it
Try to climb it but the climate got your movements clouded
See the room is crowded when I pack the show
All black bumblebee pull up at the door
Murdered out when I’m burning out
Tryna get that money in absurd amounts, Imma need a third account
I’m the one you heard about
Listen, campaign mode like a politician
Never laid low cause I got a vision
And I gotta bring that bitch in
Took for wishing got them wishing I would stop

But I never slow down like I’m running from the cops
Put some money in the pot
Got the pocket aces and I’ll take it no debating
Give me everything you got, cause

I am the mic, the microphone killa
I grip the mic, like Mike I’m all thriller
Looking for a bigger dinner got the world up on my finger
Tip like a fidget spinner bitches because you know that I’mma