Mom, can you tell us a story? Yeah, something exciting Please Pretty please (yay) Who the fuck is this? Hit me on the 'Gram at 6 Saying Jadagrace tryna diss (what?) SWIM made many men swim with the fishes So what's one more? Just add it to the list If we talking war, let's put the friendship aside Me versus you, I'd be the one to survive Biggie, Jay-Z, Nas, the legacy I derive It was written in the blueprint, I hope you ready to die Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim Playin' ice cold knowin' that it's in my veins You a lame, it's a shame, you ain't built for this rap game If I'm bein' real, boy, you should've stuck to acting (that's true) Once upon a time, there was a boy named SWIM (uh-huh) SWIM thought he could float with the pen (right) SWIM killed everyone until I (oh) Ran into SWIM and then SWIM died Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Huh, man, please don't get to trying me (come on) You can float, but ain't as fly as me Don't make me open up your diary (don't make me) I'm LeBron, you the Kyrie You know that if you need a hit, then it requires me I taught you the ropes of this hip-hop thing Showed you how to hone your skills nicely (real shit) Now you got better, oh, you don't need me? But what about the days I was ghostwriting? (Haha) Okay, the gloves off, cool Only one star out of two, it's not you, it's me all day You might be slight good, but it's me that's great (uh-huh) Boy, you Kelly, you Michellie, I'm the Beyoncé Child, please, your destiny's desperate without me It's a million niggas know how to rap, now sing Exactly, without me, you're broken SWIM just lucky, kid is just chosen Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that The hoes love it when I sing, just for clarity (that's facts) My insecurities are rare, you can't embarrass me But y'all don't know the real Ja', I'm talking offstage (okay) Ask her when the last time she went to therapy (ask her that) I knew you at your worst, but go'n 'head, go off And when I say: Go off, I ain't talking to Zoloft (no way) Rather feed your fans and family that you blow off (come on) I'm 'bout to crank it up, go'n 'head, take your coat off (take that coat off) Jada's so obsessed with a check And being best dressed, but her cousin's still broke (rich blessed) Jada's so blessed and yet she needs more Not to mention, she's an attention whore (don't do 'em–) Wow, I better start praying for you now Hmm, which skeleton should I let out? I got secrets I swore I'd never tell, uh Let's take a peek at receipts on Zelle, uh (ooh) Jada pay the bills, paid for your wheels Paid for your meals, even paid for your grills Paid for you back then and I'm paying still And you got the nerve to diss me, are you for real? Huh, I hate when a broke boy get amnesia Never bite the motherfucking hand that feeds ya (don't you ever) Won't cut you off, I'll just cut my Visa (snip, snip) You need me, boy, I don't need ya Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that (uh-uh, PARTYOF2, bruh) Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that (mom, actually, I love this story) Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that Don't do 'em like that, do 'em like that (you gotta tell this one again) Please