Planet of the Apes (feat. Talley Of 300)

Straight out the jump

Watch for anacondas, only so far you can see

Stay prepared for the drama

No my squad gotta eat so we do what we gotta

All while we pray for we, we take food from the monster

Got strong and I'm conscious, keep one eye on the watches

In the valley of the shadow, we keep that light upon us

Play no games with the jokers

They'll see dark nights it'll be Gotham

Ready and willing, our voices in it, we shoot 'em like contras

It's gonna be shocking like blanca, chopping shit up like Baraka

Ain't no need for the doctors just precipice for the mammas

Then it's back to that guala, them dollars, decimals and commas

'Cause I handle that business with no degree, I'm a scholar

Don't judge a book by it's cover, you turn that page with a poppa

All I know is go get it, me and my **** is shots

Amputate you by paper, the pussy's next life we callers

We'll hit you and forget you, ****, Hakuna Matata

Little **** from the ninth floor, moms was on that white hard

Daddy was a vice lord, pistols sits in my drawers

Like a eagle eye sword, like a lion I roar

Shorty keep that 40 buddy low key like he fight for

So much blood on my sword, yet there's love for my lord

But not in the clips for all you monkeys curious just like George

I 'ma gorilla fan, no ****, I'm a go getter, with a pole with 'em

Gotta the the 30 sold is more than twenty cent when I hit his ass

With the four nickel

Way hotter this summer break make your bitch do a double take

I come from a troubled place, money's longer than Bubble Tape

I'll take me and my money and two pistols on the double date

No safeties bullets blitzen at your squad, before your heart 'll break

These **** sweet, once shot 'll leave a hole in 'em

Funnel cake, exterminate, I come and spray, I terminate

Ain't nothing safe

I'm a humble ****, but my semi ain't

Boy spit this thing like it's gizzy Drake

When I kick bo's like I'm Billy Blank

Said it'll wet a **** like he in a lake

So you sell weight, gettin' plenty of cake

Say you roll ready, but you really ain't

I got hitters that'll crack a head open for a little change

Like a piggy bank

Squaw