Yup, Yup
Frankie baby baby baby baby, ain't no maybe
Oh my god, it's Che Merk!
Run it, run the town, run the town town
See, They don’t make no hits with us
Nah 'cause we know they can’t spit with us
Nah see it’s gettin so ridiculous
You do the most and we're thinkin' it’s a little much
So step back, step back way back, way back
This beat, this beat, ate that ate that
She got yams, she got yams, A$AP, A$AP
The city, The city we claim that we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
We state facts, we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
The state cap, we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
It’s Che Merk, that made that
We claim that, we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
I'm on the road with Frankie Baby
In the field like I'm a safety
I'm bout what I rap about
These rappers they could never play me
This my city, F**k Trump
Run this sh*t like Forrest Gump
I just want fellatio
3Oh Black not trynna hump
Pack me a carry-on, hop on the plane
Hop off the plane, and I hop in the booth
Hop on the phone with yo b*t*h,
She don't pull up empty handed n***a, she bringing me food
I'm in Orlando with gang, we 20 deep
Whip up the work, you know I got the recipe
How shorty done with me? She in the bed with me
Dropping this crank, n***as can't get ahead of me
This facts, that's fiction
You shootin', you missin'
I'm shootin', Im hittin'
No women, no children
I'm accurate, emaculate
Aye Legg, I'm packin' it
I foul, I'm hackin' it
Blow cheese, I'm stackin' it
I run this sh*t like I'm rocking some cleats
F**k with Malik, yeah I'm rocking' the EAT
Dr. Dre you know I'm killin' the beat
A capella, I don't need me a beat
I run this sh*t like I'm rocking some cleats
F**k with Malik, yeah I'm rocking' the EAT
Dr. Dre you know I'm killin' the beat
A capella, I don't need me a beat
See, They don’t make no hits with us
Nah 'cause we know they can’t spit with us
Nah see it’s gettin so ridiculous
You do the most and we're thinkin' it’s a little much
So step back, step back way back, way back
This beat, this beat, ate that ate that
She got yams, she got yams, A$AP, A$AP
The city, The city we claim that we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
We state facts, we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
The state cap, we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
It’s Che Merk, that made that
We claim that, we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
Frankie baby you can find me at the tippy top
Never trust a city cop, don’t spill sh*t like sippy cups
In Milwaukee gettin Bucks, in Miami with the Heat
Way I sell tix out in Boston, Kyrie's on my feet
Lil boy you can’t walk with me, I was born in Walter Reed
Northeast Baby, Chelly MC
I be going Nasty, like I’m Rico on a beat
We got youngins harder than you n***as out in DC
I be on TV, PGC, KYS
We do more and saying less
Cashing checks, too blessed to stress
I would say I was the best, but that just goes without sayin'
Flying in a gold coupe, going ape Super Saiyan
Independent I ain’t playin'
All these labels wanna f**k me but "Ima boy Damon!"
All you little n***as gettin bold
Meet us on U St
We turn beef to chili bowls
See, They don’t make no hits with us
Nah 'cause we know they can’t spit with us
Nah see it’s gettin so ridiculous
You do the most and we're thinkin' it’s a little much
So step back, step back way back, way back
This beat, this beat, ate that ate that
She got yams, she got yams, A$AP, A$AP
The city, The city we claim that we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
We state facts, we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
The state cap, we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
It’s Che Merk, that made that
We claim that, we claim that
We claim that, we claim that
Oh my god, it's Che Merk!