[Intro]
Journey into my world, yeah
But don't ride my [bad word]  ooh [bad word] to Hop Madness
Don't ride my [bad word] [bad word] to Hop Madness
Don't ride my [bad word] 
[Verse 1]
I'm the undeniably hot [bad word] who making hip hop iller
Your spot filler, I smash rappers, I done got sicker
Hopzilla, I'm like a mischievous prop getter
I'mma probably get popped by Biggie and Pac's killer
Look at my pock's fill up, now I'm a [bad word] driller
I remember the days when [bad word] would not pick up
The phone when I would call them, now hoes is not a problem
I rose up from the bottom, "Hey bro, you're [bad word] awesome!"
But I ain't here to brag about a new Porsche with two doors
You made a killing now I'm about to bring a few more
It's time you feel my [bad word] force, from Cali straight to New York
Y'all gon' kiss my [bad word] like you tried to make me do yours, [bad word] You want a active beef? Think before attacking me
I know I'm quick to get outta line like I have to pee
It's obvious that I got your heart thumping
I may look like a [bad word] idiot, but I promise I'm far from it

[Hook]
year ago I wasn't all that
Now all off a sudden [bad word] all on my ballsack
I your best friend? What? Heck no
You can be a fan of all of my songs, [bad word] but, just don't
Ride my [bad word]  no, don't ride my [bad word] Yes, don't ride my [bad word]  no, don't ride my [bad word] 
[Verse 2]
Check me out
I talk [bad word] and whip beats, I'm a [bad word] MC
Only one who tells me what to do is me
Take a close look at FV and what it grew to be
Hoppa, Dizzy, me and three Z has made the [bad word] My [bad word] is past basic, in my eyes I feel I have made it
Came a long way from my mom and dad's basement
When I do shows now the women strip me half naked
My [bad word] bad language got my [bad word] famous
Now labels thinking about signing me (yes)
MTV has got they eye on me (yes)
Skubbedy dubbedy wow, this is irony
I still ain't giving a [bad word] So if I hurt your feelings tell it to your diary [bad word]  I'm so beast, rhyming over cold beats
Finally shining without the diamonds and gold teeth
The higher in power trying to bring fire in on me
So I keep my guards up, when I'm tired I don't sleep

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I know there's whole lot of niggas who wonder why I keep dissin'
I ain't trippin', just listen, I'm on a discrete mission
Rappers speaking on [bad word]  money and deceive women for a check
While they boss grillin', sittin' in their seat spinnin'
That's like the foulest crime
Somewhere down the line I was bound to rise
To make a difference, and now it's time
I know you rappers is about a dime
But it's hard for me to leave the [bad word] minds I'm surrounded by
I ain't the [bad word] you go outshine [bad word] is, you only go in when [bad word] outside [bad word] your road, turning down mine
When you greet me get on your knees and open your mouth wide
For the record I ain't the type to share
If you a rapper tainting my image, then war is what I might declare
Just cause I'm buzzing off the white contacts
Don't mean you should take your [bad word] to Hot Topic to buy a pair

[Hook]

[Outro]