Baytown

[Verse 1: R.J.]
Imma take my lust and my shawty
I'll bring some champagne and Jack Daniels
In ten years, I'll be canceled
After tonight, the world will know my name
I've mastered the art and skill of this game, yeah
I'm livin the rap life, bops no doubt
I'll wave away those who stay for clout
I'll never forget the real ones, the OGs
Let's go on a tour, you can be the roadies
When people say gay, it means three things
It can mean happy
It can mean sappy
It can mеan crappy
Yeah
I'll play a bitch here on First Street
Run away bеforе you catch some heat
Herе I am spitting bars
Here you are, sitting behind bars
I'll be snortin coke
But you'll be drinkin coke
I'm winnin in the game, don't ask questions
You're watching soaps like the Young and the Reckless
My rhymes aren't the best, don't always have good flow
But it's better than anything you can spit you little hoe
Like I said, I'll be canceled in ten years
But not I inject venom into your ears
The venom is propaganda of my music
You have a blunt in your hand, use it
I have my pen to sketch my last line
Pay attention to my next rhyme
You should have the time to listen to my drops
If you don't bang my songs I'll call the cops
Fucking your sister in our treehouse
I bust a fat nut all over her blouse
You're poppin balloons, I'm poppin cherries
I'm hittin' up Laura's, you're stuck with Larries
I'll fuck you senseless in your kitchen
If you don't want this dick you better stop bitchin
(Stop bitchin, bitch!)
Even if I used a slow beat
You still wouldn't know how to read
Here I am, gonna repeat, as, a...
Champion
(Champion at the sunrise, champion during the day, champion at the sunset, champion at night, yeah, cham-pi-on, woo!)
I can rhyme at ease with zero stress
But I'll give the haters a chance to confess
They long for my rhymes, hate for the clout
When I expose their game, they're gonna pout
I can buss a rhyme during a game of soccer
Imma pass the mic down to Dr. Shocker
(Spit us some rhymes)

[Verse 2: Star Oden]
Ha, welcome to my clinic, little bitch
Last night it got so fuckin wild up in here, yeah
Me and Reru had an orgy, fucking your auntie, little sister, and yo mama, ha
If that hurts, then there's that and much more
You a bitch boy, focusing on ass in the street corners
Just to feed a family of four
Get your ass up and man the hell up
Cuz I know damn well you ain't that poor
Yeah, you know we out here doing this shit
And the lyrics we be writing, are just so fucking fit
Don't fuck with Baytown, little bitch
If you do, we gonna fuck you all up in yo crib, HA!​