Hell No!

Shh, shh He's gonna answer (This is gonna be so funny) Come on, come on (This guy's not gonna fucking answer) (Yeah, this guy fucking sucks) Trust me, guys, trust me "Hello?" Is this B7shop? "Wait" I just wanted to say, bro, I'm a huge fan And I just… y-y-you changed my life bro (Shh) "Yo, yo, wait- how did you get my number?" Nah, sike muhfucka, I- I'm just playing "Man, what the fuck are you talking about?" Nah, what I really think is: You're just trash bro "You don't know who I am, do you?" Check me out, yo Straight out the land of the groundhog That's where the devil refined him a genius (Yeah) Came with a plan, started out small Took a bloody sacrifice just to speak this (Yeah) I stay hanging the man, that came in advance, They wanting to diss me? (Woah) They know I ain't pay attention to none of it They think that shit can affect me? (No) 2017 we started the spitting Inevitably we would comfortably win We like "Who would like to get an ugly whipping?" Knew that I was destined from the beginning I would like to make a toast to the ones who tried before me they didn't make it You don't got the skills to pay all the bills, that's why you stay in the basement I come through and deliver these pages Might put me on the list with the greatest And when bishop get famous off rap I'll walk up to my family like "Bishop, we made it!" (Haha) I'm just playing with y'all No gangs but I stay involved I'd hate to cross me 150,000 babes will watch me Won't bang, but I'm staying cocky, cause I think it's time to revisit the times I would give up the rhyme do deliver the rap I would think I got a hit and accomplished finishing a composition It was trash I would think damn bro You grew to be that cold? The temperature might drop when I show up You ain't amateur with that flow And never could I flop when I blow up Yeah (Tell 'em all they can get it) If you ain't heard it, you ain't close to me The way I flip wraps, lit that, kick back You'd think I was smoking weed (You ain't pose to be) That's what everybody told to me Untill I made the dopest beats And now I'm getting everybody all over my penis Hoping to supposedly meet us To soak in cheese (So what we tell 'em?) They want me to slow up I ain't gonna stop I'm telling em Hell no! Think I won't blow this shit up 'fore I get to the top? They telling me Hell no! Well I think I'm going to prove my worth By chewing the beat up on every song Truth talking on through all of the dirt If you disagree then you're probably Madness cuz I'm dad's kid and my motha's (That's right) Bad bitches wanna have this Don't be coming up asking for a handout, brotha (Oh no!) Only if you wanna lay in my covers (Hahaha) That's the only way you're close to beating me (Yeah) Knowing you can't fill the shoes You get ridiculed When you bitches go compete with me (Yeah, yeah) I get going eating these No one leading me Hoes getting close Getting close to squeezing me Go for the throat When you joke repeatedly Like Read-only, there is no deleting me I get hoes selling toes to be with me If you wondering why I ghost the freaks Leaving a broken bitch slitting her throat to speak to me Hopefully no one seizes me Cause that's where I feel I might end up next (Yeah) Captured in a lab with a effed up bed (Yeah) Bat shit, a little bit of attacking Madness to laughter, I might end up (Woah) I got a messed up head That's what everyone tells me If you complaining you better be healthy as well Saying I ain't on the path of progression It ain't any lesser than telling me (Hell no!) I ain't stopping here They must love when I'm not in gear Haters be hating but all on my dick still Talking about "I love that rocketeer!" (Don't play me) I ain't afraid like your run of the mill local rappers around you (Nope) And if you staying doubtful (Yeah) Then you part of the reason I'm making this album (You made me better, bitch) Wondering when imma drop another on 'em next (Huh?) Say they ain't expecting for another one again (Oh) Till I make a bombshell, hit it on they head (Woah) Wondering what I felt? Really I be dead (Go) Coming with the one we call the hit If you ain't fucking with the kid Then I'm reluctant when it comes to givin bread (Oh) I know that he a stubborn little shit I really love it when they bitch You must be fucking with the government instead Because They want me to slow up I ain't gonna stop I'm telling 'em Hell no! Think I won't blow this up before I get to the top? They telling me Hell no! Well I think I'm going to prove my worth By chewing the beat up on every song Truth talking on through all of the dirt If you disagree then you're probably Wrong