This is a song about "Russian rap"

Baby all i do is rap

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Imma spit this angry rap

Snapple fact: you rather wack

The door crack, niggas all black

He finally begins to rap,

Try to jack and i will attack

Ill end you will to rap

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

Dont need consent to rap

You know, work that

To every verse of my rap

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

It's all good, finna dog that

This is the pinnacle of rap