Artist: YBN Cordae a/k/a Entendre Album: Anxiety (Mixtape) Song: ILLEST Typed by: AZ Lyrics Yo, yo, yo Haha It's due time I'm the illest so there's that, haha Yeah New rap phenomenon Hungry like it's Ramadan Blowing up, atomic bombs And Columbine could not respond Always got a lot of rhymes Make it cuz I gotta grind While my team is always fucking winning like we got LeBron Killing in this rap game Most of y'all are whack, lame Won't stop rapping, until I fucking crack fame Man, I've been passing Winning is my last name Snakes in the grass, cuz all the fucking rats came Coming for my jack cheddar Where I'm from, they jack cheddar Hating cuz I rap better Ski mask, black sweaters Coming for your father, though All down, dominos Vamanos, mama knows In the room, not a soul Shower's blowing, gotta go Feeling like it's '94 Kicking door on shawties, blow All the sounds your bouta know Shit, I hear every day Niggas pushing heavy weight Grandma on that section eight She praying for better days Was another optional, synopsis, I'm the hottest, no Rappers is a problem, oh It's till I'm dead, I got it so Tell me how you gon' stop this motherfucker Weight of the world on my shoulders but I squat that motherfucker Let me show them how to do this And listen to this music Hip Hop at its truest Leaving rappers clueless I'm the illest motherfucker alive, so let me tell them I'm the illest motherfucker alive, so let me tell them Let me show them how to do this And listen to this music Hip Hop at its truest Leaving rappers clueless I'm the illest motherfucker alive, so let me show them I'm the illest motherfucker alive, so let me tell them that It's that boom bap, who's that New cat, bringing back that true rap Who's at, foot action, when you get your shoes snatched And tops come off, like it's loose caps So wonder why niggas pop pills and the blue caps So that's old rap. so whack No rules, feel the black load Leaving like fat souls, asshole That's me, great like Gatsby Get cheddar, stack cheese All about that green What we live for and die for Why mamas cry for Teams on that trifold Dad don't know why though This is who I do this for Fifteen with a funeral In a struggle, losing hope Not knowing where you can go Two options, choose wisely, dead or in jail Or as Heaven to hell But I better excel cuz I'm clever as hell And you never can tell The illest motherfucker and forever prevail Let me show them how to do this And listen to this music Hip Hop at its truest Leaving rappers clueless I'm the illest motherfucker alive, so let me tell them I'm the illest motherfucker alive, so let me tell them Let me show them how to do this And listen to this music Hip Hop at its truest Leaving rappers clueless I'm the illest motherfucker alive, so let me show them I'm the illest motherfucker alive, so let me tell them that