Mr. & Mrs. Smith (Feat. Wynne)

I’m the best and the rest is on home team

Press a circle like I’m tryna get back to the home screen

Switch out a sim card and wipe the phone clean

They wanted me to play ball, I had my own dream

Nightmare’s what I’m closer to

Bro told me you don’t get props for doing what you supposed to do

Watch these weirdos that’s tryna get close to you

They’ll hold a toast to you, then put the toast to you

Northeast proposed to me, yeah I’m from that

Most don’t ever leave because they afraid to come back

Had some bumps on the road

She in the back seat of the Uber doing key bumps on the road

Now they tryna talk him down, tryna front him the load

Rich if they make it back to they humble abode

Townhouse to the bungalow, one above when it’s one below

In my puffy coat, runny nose til I run the globe

Rhymes should be read from a scroll, that summer stole

Our innocence and stunt our growth a hundred fold

Fold a hundred, slip it to my youngin his stomach full

No sheep’s clothin’ when we run with wolves

Not just the heart of the city, I become the pulse

Zeus sculpted my arms and threw out a thunderbolt

Kickin back like Rocky, Tum Tum and Colt

Separate the juice from the pulp, Bruce from the Hulk, uh

God MC like Rakim, Kool G and Kane

Spit it like B.I.G. with the coogi and the cane

Quotin’ Juicy, smoke a loosie in the rain

Devil’s seduced me and introduced me to the game

Stay prayed up no matter how it ends

Powerless people, havin’ power trips, don’t let the cowards win

Juwan Howard how I put these hours in

Seen him check six figures out a parking lot at Albertsons

Wolf side

I call the plays I’m in my Doris Burkin bag,

It’s just me and 20 pairs of boxers on the stage,

Everything they do, I do and do it on the rag

On the reg, I put portland, on top like the white stag

White flags when they bar with us, no bar hopping

Large coffins for spin’ beats, put it on wax like car washing

Gobstopper cheeks, I got a large bottom so I

Keep the pepper spray on my hip cuz men round me get hard often

Start stopping ‘fore you start with me my shirt hard like an artery

It’s jaw dropping to you but it’s just a bar to me, I’m jaded

Either fond of me or you hating, coulda made it in finance

But the cool rapper points outweighed it, that’s how dumb you sound

I think they’ll come around, biggest of the underground

If you broke up with your girl then you should call her like a button down

My man likes me thick so when we fuck its like a cupping sound

No loopholes in my genes it’s still not hard for me to buckle down

I’m like if Milc was a baddie don’t at me

I’m fresh to the core like a mint patty, move in silence like boo radley

Till the fans blew up my spot I gotta get a new addy

Got a boyfriend, a new daddy, what’s my rate? Who’s asking?

Fuck Zuck, but I never met-a-verse I couldn’t body

No beat could stop me, this the shit they copy, walkie-talkie

L.A. want me but Portland got me and this where I’mma stay

Now that Dame’s gone they treat me like I’m Dame

Got a giant peach like James so he worries ‘bout my whereabouts

Wear me out like a coat, stalk me on a fake account

Care about, art over money but i want a fair amount

And once I get the paper imma throw it like a paper route

I dive in, I’m dining, beat driving it feel like flavor town

Milc, spinitch, and honey, uhn, come bring your plate around

Danger mouse type flow, which should I kill, Salem trials

Stay tuned next time, please don’t change your dials