V.o.s. - WTF Lyrics

Who can match it
Strike em like a flame lit on the match strip
Sacrificial reactions to actions done on some wack shit
Cataracts when I'm rappin
See no one as competition
Guess that an addict
Relapsing to ass I'm kicking
Who asking for Vos not vicious
The clock is ticking
You wishing for help but brutha I'm here to dirty yo dishes
Not clean em
I am the meaning of inconsiderate demon
Possession of any nigga that listen to my scheming
Got them screaming like
What the f*ck
These bitches screaming like
What, What, What the f*ck
I got em screaming like
What the f*ck
These niggas screaming like
What, What, What the f*ck
I got em screaming like
What the f*ck
These niggas screaming like
What, What, What the f*ck
These bitches screaming like
What the f*ck
I got em screaming like
I'm sorry i'm such an asshole
My flow is just like Tabasco
Meaning it's hot and saucy
I'm just like Jesus don't cross me
Curated perfection of flow
Berated haters and made a way for myself to be the greatest
Debated
Nah
Save it
I know I got the skills to be badder than the baddest of baddies
Instagram thotties ain't got shit on me
Show off my body of work
And put these ladies to shame
Nigga we ain't the same
I am the name of the game
Got them screaming like
What the f*ck
These bitches screaming like
What, What, What the f*ck
I got em screaming like
What the f*ck
These niggas screaming like
What, What, What the f*ck
I got em screaming like
What the f*ck
These niggas screaming like
What, What, What the f*ck
These bitches screaming like
What the f*ck
I got em screaming like
Oh my God
Nothing compare to my squad
F*ck on that bitch raw
All in her jaw
Leave her in aw
I'ma dog,
Woof,
Bang it like a 44 revolver
Kicking back chilling with my hands on my
I'm an asshole
Stack it like I pass go
Boy I got three beaches/bitches
Like im building sand castles
Flags at half mast
How I'm killing off these raps
And my style ever last
Catch me f*cking up these bags
I'm the outstanding standard
Domesticated yo handlers
You just a pet to my pet
So pet peeving me gets you set
In a corner just like a baby
Veronica couldn't save me from martins moshing on Mars
Dirty dance like Patrick Swayze
What the f*ck am I saying
Sentient bullshit
Got me feeling amazing
No I ain't raging
But the rampage is in flames see
Just look at the note book
No wonder they stove cooked and shook