God Damn (feat. Rasp-5 & pheel.)

I had a few E&J

Mad at who boo?

You changin that attitude either way.

Lower East go

Beast mode

G code in my genome

The rapper you see today

Became the man that I am on

Avenues D N' A

In them Loisaida cyphers

An animal

He a ape

Nothin like that first Newport drag when

You beat the case.

Tried to stick me in prison for grimey shit

Fuck the judge

Im showin my ass in court

Wimbledon '96

Simpleton

With ya bitch

Get da nipple then ima split

Rhymes the diabetic without his insulin kinda sick

Find a medic...

Nah

I don't need to get no surgery

Bitch you schizo really think those insults hurting me

Sicko, certainly not sane.

Streets on lock

Had the block chained up before crypto currency

Whip go skrrr

Kid flowin

Flip mode currently

Wan' fight? Turn ya Off White Kith coat burgundy

Nahhhhh

I’m just chillin my man

OG’s like “That boy go and get it, god damn!”

Treeshie goin nuts

she wanna touch us,

see these seedy hoes is suss.

Know who we be

cus my cd dope as fuck

Empty grinders when you

see me smoke a Dutch

Like the drive by the night that Pac died

With the Keefe rollin up

Twist it

Light it

Spliff ignited

Never not high

Tree blazer

Don’t need chaser

Ill take a shot dry

talk sly…

Apes in the back like Speed Racer

So it’s not wise to pull a fast one or

mock 5...

I got drive.

Shit is hot fam

Keep the spot live

Yo shit'll flop like

Fish in hot sand

You a cop, kind to drop dime

snitches got plans

For a Sting with The Police

And they ain’t singin Roxanne

Ain’t no frickin rock band

Bitch I’m pitchin pot grams

Got bailed out from the feds like my business got scammed

All I got is a silver tongue and some cinderblock hands

Og’s like “that boy went and did it god damn!”

Im just chillin my man

OGs like that boy went and did it, God Damn!