[Verse]
Tell me how odd, tell me how odd
These n***as out here really scared
Cause they know I'm a triple 102 god
And I'm still perfect even if I have flaws
And I'm still a winner even if I have lost
Light weight boy n***a don't get tossed
And you can't compare even if you were Rick Ross (Pear)
To how big we are
Well not yet but maybe tomorrow
But from where we from ain't nobody up to par
For where me and my n***as just set the bar
I do sing but you know I got bars
Just got out on a fucking gun charge
Just had to mention
Not saying I'm hard, not sayin' I'm hard

Switch it up
Tell me why do I ever have to a fuck
If all the other n***as besides my n***as suck
All those bastards looking for fatherly love
They are all my son's, I can offer them a hug
DWI, I influence call me NO1DRUG
So don't drive while listening sub
Stence woofer
Let me stop
Not on the radio but still gon be on top
Like your girl right before she let it drop
She MJ cause that head be on fire
Plus she slick like the bandicoot fox
Never when to school but she knows a lot ha
Ha ha
Just a little laugh for the jokes from ya
Saying that me and my squad not gods
You n***as must not really know a lot
Like why we good at this and ya not
O why ya claiming your so called spots
The gods gon send you to hell you can rot
Far from a gangsta but don't get popped
Ya smelled what we was cooking and ya just let it rock
Now we the ones that you n***as can't stop
You can try and ya can try and go and plot
Whatever you don't have we have it in stock
We have then enough of it n***a we got a lot
Checkin! Checkin!
Checkin little n***a
Learn your lesson you a fucking adolescent
I been here n***a better
By the second I'm so godly it's a blessing
When you fuck with me then
Maybe you'll be restin
Maybe I'm not the greatest
But this is what I'm best in

They say when you gon' make it
I don't even know what creating
I'm jut waiting till the days in
That everybody's praising
When ya fall I'll be the one thats raking
Man this is history in the fucking making
Tell me who's taping
I know this is too much
For ya to take in
Maybe this is too much maybe ya hating
But he's a NO1 so don't rate him

Tell me how odd
Tell me how odd that you can't beat the odds
And ya n***a just roam around all day likes cops
Me and my n***as know we do it just because
N***a yea we do it just because
N***a when we feel lost
To ya n***as out there man you already lost
Life keeps going there is no pause
All these struggles make me TRIPLE 102 GOD
All these struggles make me TRIPLE 102 GOD