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Give her that vitamin, talking bout D.
Show up with AR’s and destroy the peace
Knock off your Halo and cut off your wings.
Paid off the Mayor, Governor, & police
Run it like Baywatch but don’t like a beach.
Who did a seance? I showed up a beast.
I Put some Old Bay on 40 year Beef.
I drank the Kool-aid and I’m not deceased.
I can go Booshay and knock out your teeth.
Don’t care what you say, Cause you showed up too late
I’m taking up two lanes, when I cruise the streets.
They serve me on two plates, the creme with the brûlée.
I’m beating this beat like souffles in the street. I think I just started a feast.
And I been Poor my whole life boy, I think I just started to eat.
Don’t be wasting my time, yeah.
I be in a room where the boss stay. And my girl really into cosplay
I ain’t even peaked like I’m Dante. Why ya sweater look like Cosby?
And I got bars like a locked safe. And I keep one cocked cause I’m Caucasian
Trace Fork, Gucci and the Balmain. My style so sick need a dog chain.
My style so sick Gotta vet bill. My style so sick need an Advil.
My style go hard like an Anvil. My style go hard when I stand still.
Ya’ll know I’m wild, tell your man’s chill.
Before we drag em through the dirt like an anthill.
Cause he’s softer than my velour pants feel.
And I’m the type to go to war when I can’t heal.
Only get one shot, so I’m taking a bazooka
Coming to ya on the streets, cutting through ya like Yakuza.
Don’t be Wasting time, yeah.
As soon as I walk in, they talking, they calling
I feel like I’m falling, but also feel like I’m dressed nice
Sorta kinda like Christopher Walken or Anthony Hopkins
I feel the standard is high on a space ship, inside incubators
Til I busted out, I went all Schwarzenegger. No terminator,
I adore a hater. I’m up through the night, just call me Taladega
My wrist and my necklace both lit like its Vegas
The Glock with a laser, the grip alligator
I’m leaving a footprint the size of a crater
The chef cook it up but you too scared to cater
You can’t stand the heat, In the AC like Slater
My tires go “Screech” and I’m out see yah later
Oh my, Oh my, I’m scared, I’m inside, I’m scared
They all died, they flatlined. Covid One Nine.
I support pride but I’m chasing them Betty’s.
I’m BLM Ready, Lets Pop like Confetti
The Weight of oppression is gruesome and heavy.
You got me mixed up like I’m Ed, Ed and Eddy
I’m Blunt, Cut to the point like Machetes
I’m fun, I poisoned all your spaghettis
Don’t Run, I keeps it cool like a Yeti
I’m the best man, I should be at your wedding.
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap