Your best shit ain't better than my worst shit, yeah

Ain't better than my worst shit, yeah, mm

Your best shit ain't better than my worst shit, yeah

Don't call me underrated, you ain't heard shit, yeah

Work like a vet, and know I don't work for a check

But I'ma run it up, you can bet

Fuck the competition, I'll impress myself

Don't need to watch me, you should check yourself

So much on the shelf, that if I take a verse off the shelf

It probably break the Earth, raise Hell

Burn like 8701

Ushered in a new flow for the old one

Her pants too tight, I don't hold no gun

But Jiddy-Jid bookbag probably hold one

I keep a smile on my face when it's all bad

Record labels on my line, I ain't call back

And your girl on my line, I ain't call back

He got his eyes on the prize and they all mad

Aye, shit, it's like as a reminisce I'm doing well, yeah

Buying with my 9, bitch it ain't the smell, no

My nigga caught the charge, yeah, he caught the L

He down the road now, send him some mail, uh

Get it while the gettin's good, I had to get it together

I was gathering my goods for the inclement weather

Trying to make it heavy and heard, your shit was light as a feather

That's fine, get it together, you can do better

You can be whatever you gon' be but you can be never

J.I.D the monster, mayhem and tax by the letter

Let us pray for those who thought it was a game or child's play

Somebody answer, take the floor and I'll wait

Your best shit ain't better than my worst shit, yeah

That .40 on me now, I disperse shit, yeah

Heard what I said, let 'em twerk, drop they berk shit, yeah

But she ain't even heard the kid yet

Serve shit, off purpose, on point with a smooth work shit

On purpose, outpatient, might surface

Nah bruh (huh?)