Im All The Way Up de Bulova

That's right Dirt, nobody wants you in this town
Nobody wants you around period
Aww, look at him fellers
You need to go down to McDonalds and get you a whaaburger and some french cries
How ’bout a whineakin?
You little sissy boy

God damn James Charles what you want a round 2 for?
Thought he had a plan to get that L back through a loophole
Look I found a video of Upchurch sayin' hateful things
Yeah you shoulda listened 'cause you standin’ in my fuckin' lane
Move bitch get out the way
We ain't got time for all your Barbara Walters shit today
Yeah your team be comin' at me like the set of 60 minutes
Y'all in the studio so long, y'all contemplatin' every sentence?
Like yeah man lets try to go back as far as we can
Surely he went HAM somewhere and it will make him look bad
You must be signed by Funk Volume with that marketing plan
I think you need to get a Shake-Weight like the legend Hopsin said (Ayy)
Axe to your head take a nap in the bed, dream about me nightmare instead
Get whacked on the track with a bag of hashtags so I can make your ass go viral again
You can diss me for eternity man, still won't compare to the shit I tell myself
I get picked up like the High Times and you still for sale on the bottom shelf
Bitch I’m Rolling Stoned you lay up in a racecar bed
Dog I’m all the way up you out here playin' Step Brothers man
Yeah you played with the Skil saw the top bunk fell on your head
Then you ran down the stairs like "Man there’s blood everywhere"
Damnit Dale what I tell you 'bout them power tools
Face Screwed like a wood bit in a DeWalt fool
I got the workers comp, that's insurance for fuckin' yourself twice
It ain’t my fault if you fall and die on my fuckin' job site
I got a hard hat, hard head, go and grab Machop
You tryna poke me man, Zapdos! Use Thunderbolt
They turn to ashes when I catch 'em, got Gym Leaders on my balls
I heard you fuck with anime so "Kamehamehameha"
You beatin' me is like Krillin vs Vegeta
You gon' need every character from Budokai just to end it
Bitch I'm Larry the Enticer I start fires when I send it
Yeah I'm so goddamn cold I bought a snow plow in summertime bitches
Bitch I battle rap, double sided battle axe
You took words from Yelawolf, don't believe me, ask Dax
Swimmin' in my own lane like a prehistoric manatee
If you're thirsty after this you need to get your own canteen
Like hey get it the flask so I can take you to hell with me
Get it? Burned half to death on an old resurrected beat
I shoulda picked a Plies one 'cause "Who Hotter Than Me"
Yeah you messin' with a chunky rapper from the southside streets
Hopefully for you this can be a T.I.P.​
I'ma keep it rollin' like an old Atlanta skatin' rink
Yeah I put on for my city, same color as The Snowman
But I roll with everybody like a Fortnite clan
Creek Squad, some are Builders, some are Shooters, Victory Royale
You're gettin' styled by a country singer down at the Cut N Corral
Jeez I didn't even have to pull the dynamite out
Bitch I spit like Tina the llama, just look at my mouth
I compensate for that gingivitis, I rot away your body vitals
You can't see the level I'm on, or even taste these kind of music idols
He said "Bro what if Charlemagne see's this?"
What is that? Like an evolved Charmander or some shit
Ayy, life made a garden, I'm growin' hip-hop and diggin' it
You thought you tossed a meteorite but that was just some plane shit
Put some mustard on that ass, tell Munfu eat his fries bitch
I'll even give a toy for when y'all chillin' in the basement
Hahahaha

Well, it ain't a meteor
Yeah it is, it came out of the sky
Well I'm sure it did, but it ain't no meteor
It's a big old frozen chunk of shit
What?
Oh yeah
Now th-that can't be, that's not what it is
Oh 'fraid so