Imported, Lurking, Automatic

Uh, here we go Here we go, here we go Imported Lurking And automatic, yeah Let's go, let's go Let's go, uh They wanna use my style, can't afford it, uh Your whole entire flavor has been imported, uh Y'all know that my lyrics are gigantic My vibe has been imported from a whole other planet, I'm ill I said I'm shining like the stars I am not from Earth, I'm imported, yeah, from Mars Yo, he's getting high right now, he got the munchies Imported like it came from different country I'm on another plane, doing more lyrics right off the brain, oh First, he rolled the blunt then he hit the tip of that with the flame I come off at the tip when I spit like this, they gonna understand When it be coming to lyrics all of these rappers got underhand Come again, let me think, I'm about to push it right to the brink When it comes to lyrics, I'ma make y'all sing Harry Mack, you know that I do it like that I've been spewing like that and I'm on another level, you know I'ma killer for certain All of these rappers they watch from a distance, I guess all these haters are lurkin' Yeah, you know I say what I say, I grab it and I'm ready to snap They be lurking like they watching on Twitch, but not saying shit in my chat, oh I'm about to break it down 'cause I be the number-one performer Tried to warn you all, rappers they are creeping, looking in the corner Coming around, tryna see me, make it look easy I'll be off the top with the motherfuckin' freestyle, oh Lyrics you know I got plenty Shout-out to the homie, Blacksheperd420, uh You know I gotta go follow, uh All of these rappers is hollow, uh You know I bless up the planet, uh I'm feeling just like Apollo, uh And I spit through the static, I react out of habit When it be coming to lyrics, I know that my brain's fully automatic, uh I do what I feel, all of my lyrics be sounding too real When it comes to bars off the top of the dome, people know that I got the appeal Come on, I break it down and I flow off the frame These rappers got me cross like what you got on your chain, yeah I tried to tell you man to stay in the zone Got the earbud in, and he said, "I'm on the phone" Uh, ayo, honestly that shit was mad scary Especially when you asked me if my name was Harry I'm like, "Hold up wait a minute, uh, by all indications It seems to me like you have been hacking all my information" Let's go, I get down, and kick it like a roundhouse He is tripping, so he's lifting his fist right up to his mouth Come on, I'ma make him understand, grip on the mic, and I'm ready to slam Kinda like the thing you got on the side, I'll be spitting for all my fans Get it? I spit it, y'all know I do it last too long Right behind your head, I see you got the glass bong No one goes beyond me G Plus you got the black cat with the chronic leaves Ay, ayo, I will be out here spreading more love Like the earrings you be rocking, Harry Mack is the plug Let's go, I'm on the tip and y'all know how I spit I tried to tell him if I freestyle, this shit is legit Let's go! (Oh my-)