Hold Up, Pt. 1 E

They hustling backwards. I said they hustling backwards. They hustling backwards. I said they hustling backwards. Fabricated, confused, but labeled as a rapper. More like a actor. Beat stops and they cease to front. Ride around town on these one-to-one poppies like The stunt. Listening to wack shit like Lil Pump. Tend to get popped and lay a little slumped. But just so deep, you only live once. So damn pushy like a time of the month, That dog won't hunt. Steady bringing back like a Saber turning puns. Funny as hell like the Motherfucking Runtz. Just a bunch of fucking cunts Come get your ass bodied. Going for the kill like damn kamikaze. Same ass shit, goddamn carbon copy. Really low ass, what the fuck is Lil Yachty? Plastic sleek shit, it's a scene like a Gotti. Mixtape sound like a trip to the potty. More ring zombie than the front of a Audi. These dudes are so sloppy, to them it's a Hobby. To me it's my life. Yo. To them it's a hobby. To me it's my fucking life. What's the right y'all gonna take it from me? Oh boy, you better back up ten feet. Hold up. You about to be six feet deep When you mess with me, boy. got stripes and I honor it okay. Like a tiger, I go Growling. When I growl, y'all motherfuckers know not To come around it. 'Cause I'm freestyling on the Beat too legit and I'll never ever quit. You can suck on my dick. 'Cause my beat, I mean, you know who I be. Big JT, you can find me anywhere. I'm all up in the street, killing the fucking Industry. Man, fuck everybody in this bitch. They ain't me, they ain't kings, they ain't jeans, They ain't what they wanna be. They wanna be Like me because I'm JT. I'm ripping this shit, killing this shit. Know what? I'm flipping this shit, inventing this Shit. I mean, I invented some shit that y'all Ain't did. Motherfuckers know I'm a cappella in this Bitch, kid. Let's get it. Yeah, let's get it, kid