[Lyric] YIKES Back it Up/Nonstop Freestyle (ARMAGEDDON of Room Service)

[Verse 1: ARMAGEDDON]
Honestly my week was rough at first until I heard some shit
The same motherfucker always riding right on my dick
He loves to say my name, I think that he’s in love with me
Go ahead and keep using it, gives me notoriety
Cus I always mind my own, but everyone has knew of me
And if they fuck with you I don’t even want them liking me
I swear some beef like this is rare, comes a little irony
Imagine not knowing that your name is a joke
If I say it out in public I hear people start to choke
They either holding back some laughter or wanna beat ya to a pulp
How’d it get like that, how many people you provoke
Huh
Why you always on someones dick huh
Why you don’t focus on yourself you little kid huh
Oh man
So you the shit
Oh yeah
So you the shit
You’re the only one that thinks that
You fucking little bitch huh
Sorry, I’m just rapping off the dome
It’s like I can’t think
So much shit I want to say
It’s like I can’t breathe
Uh
I’ve been silent long enough
Not like I had to find the guts
Or find the words
Just had to find the beat
And I guess this works
My heart is so big, I’m giving out too much love
But the second that I stop I see these people have withdrawals
So you think you miss me now huh
I guess that’s why you acting out now
But that ain’t enough of an excuse for me
Cus if they knew the the half you’d face the scrutiny
All the shit you’ve done, you acted foolishly
I could be the one to the break dam
Love to see you drown
But I’m sure you’ll do it by yourself
Bet you’re breaking down
Thought you went to state
But you’re never out of town
You’ve been out of bounds
I’d love to break it down
All the times you acted like a clown
All the things you used to say
I remember your hate
Wanna make us all great
At least that’s what your hat said
I kind of see it now
A little Trump, born and raised in my own home town
Huh
[Verse 2: ARMAGEDDON]
If you knew my name before you really isn’t ready
Coming up here on the scene , a brand new Armageddon
Im screaming up at every screen, like ain’t you get the message
You don’t want the beef no more but I think you’re gonna get it
Wait come back
You fake hoes
You lookin green
Where the fuck is Kato
Swear you’re really envious
That you can’t fuck with me though
Yeah, Your new man rap, that’s cute hoe
Be big like Shaq, do you bro
But you just missed a full court shot to watch some fucking free throw
Stop texting me, you can’t come running back
Since I went all beast mode
I just lost the flow
Wait
I don’t got a long list of names
I got a notebook filled with lames
And imma clear em Page by page
If you getting in my way
Then you're next
So stay away
Look
I know you a rapper
Think the perks (percs) will get you dripping
But that ain’t the future, shit that should be a giving
You just fucking with the faucets (faux cets), what you really thinking
You gone end up in a coffin if the shit you take start kicking
But I guess I’ll just be reaping all the benefits, go ahead and fuck with your acetaminophen
You can have the oxy, but I’ll still be your living death
If you want to say my name you’ll have to say it with your final breaths
Yuh
Allergic to weed
You’re kidding me
How in the fuck
Were you passing the green
Quit texting me
Quit texting me
You really think you’re better than me?
Honestly
Let’s break it down
Like 1, 2, 3
Like a, b, c
I know who I am
I would never front
Aye
Even when I rap
I do it just for fun
Aye
And it gets me paid
Supplying me with funds
Aye
What more should I say
Let me think
Uh