BoutCheetah

Leapman im extraordinary
You other clowns just ordinary
Diss any staff no questionary
Stacking many gigas, im a visionary
You sneak dissing, send a mercenary
We a brotherhood, you just solitary
Look money up in the dictionary, you see Vish there cause it's hereditary
I get banned for an extended rate; hit the proxy I'm a reinstate, now it's back to getting dough like Betty Crocker we be making cake   
We them real ballers, no NBA, the money income we evaluate, Chief Keef we bump up the murder rate
Hear a sneak diss we don't moderate, get the pen and pad for the a diss track, then exterminate
The Danni problem, it hit the forum, I came back to retaliate, got more bars than prison base,
Mod Cooky brags about his stupid clan, need a hit done call my minute men;
EGK is the biggest trend, yawl just need to understand
Leapman, I'm the greatest of them all, shout out Mister Z, no crazy sleep recall
This is EGK, middle fingers to you all
If I got a problem with a crew, I have reviax knock em off
Sneak dissing on us it'll get you wrecked, EGK we balling with them big stacks,
If you want a diss track you can get that, Dark Meto hit your back no chit-chat
I'm very dedicated; am I wasting my time?
Hear some staff hating, they degrading, try to scratch off my shine
We selling the boxes and wearing these items
Hitting Red code, it's not really a problem
We balling so hard, we K.O like a possum
The crew is so big it Allie says it's a problem

Grind every day until it reaches autumn
After a long grind I go work on the album
Merching, merching it, I'm over the cove
No Rossbach name, everything gold
I know your background, you can get exposed
You must got asthma, you don't want smoke
Paranoia spitting fire like a gas stove
Every Guild Killer broke that's a no no
Like the big bad wolf money gonna blow
Sneaking dissing? The middle, you Brick Heck.
EGK is gonna come at your crews neck
Talking under your breath need a tic-tac?
Told you fools not to mess with me, Sloth Goonies it can get ugly
Got hands like Evander Holyfield
Now hit you with that critical
I'm Paranoia stuff is simple
The money yes it's gonna triple
We'll chew you up like pit bulls
I spit funky stuff where's the Mentos