bye hoe

i'm about to break that cycle

bad as a jit still bad call me michael

i came up with my brothers bitch i'm up like the eiffel turn that pussy to a pack with my grandads rifle

it's amusing how confused mothafuckas get

when i walk up in the building write a bigger cheque pussy pissin in his pants when our vision met

when it comes to scene im a seasoned vet

uh just copped a whip from japan

be about three weeks till that mothafucka land be about 10 bands to shake a mothafuckas hand be about 10 fans showin up for ya band

yeah uh

i'm just spittin what i see three three three

half evil that i be

see me at the scene grip tight on the beam

trigger squeeze cos your self esteem eager to compete go to hell! (repeat)

feel like ackerman

how i be slayin rap titans

in los angeles sitting up on my mac writing

sippin liquor im rippin it on track tighten up you pussies whack on the gram and these rappers cat fighting

couple milli from nada i keep my pradas on couple milli from nada i keep my yagas on couple milli from nada i feel like papa don

notorious im born for this the babayaga mark em all

keeping it fresh give em the best

never be takin a rest

comin up outta my nest

im thinkin im boutta be makin a mess of these oppas

i put the mag in the stoppa these pussies scared sick face as green as a dollar bill

fuck around and get kill billed

 

blicky fuckin kickin and his liver get filled bumpin that phonk bitch i'm keepin it trill

i'm an underground champion announce it as and still