Lyrics:

[Intro]
I got a friend, his name G-Mo. He come here, he kill everybody
He mad, mad crazy. He only 5'4' but he got a .45, he come through the block and shoot everybody. I swear, he crazy, little guy, he got a Chinese AK. He came to the trap house, he slapped the man at the front door, back door, side door, and through the window. That man crazy. His name G-Mo

[Verse 1]
Look
My new rap name is inappropriate, that's what the hoes call me at the last show we did
Fur hat like a fucking soviet, bat-shit crazy lately I've been burning bridges with associates
Hold up I hear a nigga speaking in the streets, throwing my name around instead of keeping it discreet
That's when I grab out the sword and I free it from the sheathe niggas' heads hit the floor when I swing it to the beat
This is black magic some shit you've never seen, I flip the magic wand on a song MCs drop
Broke outta Azkaban then robbed Gringotts, rape the witch in the woods gave that bitch a pink sock
They say they can't take G-Mo serious that just forced G-Mo to be more furious
G-Mo is a cannibal I eat most lyricists but my flow is in danger because niggas keep on stealin it

[Chorus]
I never got a rap deal
Never had an A&R's help me and these snakes don't get along well
I never got a rap deal
Rich city, that's what my squad yells pissing on these bitches like R Kells
We never got a rap deal
Because we can do it ourselves, jump on stage and make them all yell
I never got a rap deal
But I just bought a new chainsaw from a garage sale and I'm finna cause hell

[Verse 2]
Doobies full of weed in my ashtray, got me coughing like Eazy-E on his last days
I'm rolling up some black plague, it's the only thing that'll stop me from beating your ass mang
You rap gay fuck your corny ass metaphors, all you niggas eat shit like fetish porn
That's why they listen to my shit instead of yours, you singing on some Drake shit when they press record
There's no way I could ever bow to ya'll, my mother fucking ears bleed to the sound of ya'll
You act gangster just to make the crowd applaud, bitch you about as tough as Justin Timberlake in Alpha Dog
After ya'll bleed out we stab hoes, black crows eat you assholes on the back road
The murder weapon and the mask, I stashed those under the floorboards of an abando cause ?I'm about to get my rap goal?
[Chorus]