Here’s another example of sheer brute force

I’ve been gettin’ paid since I was in the fifth grade

You could find me in the streets, I was sellin’ lemonade

Not a stranger to the danger, we’d walk to the arcade

Bring my girl with me there and we’re playin’ space invade

Now we’re goin’ straight up sayin’ beam me up scotty

Take me to the stars in that vertical bugatti

Flames comin’ out as we burstin’ through the atmosphere

Flexin’ and stuntin’ is what got us here

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Jay Z Hall of Fame, I’m the highest rank

These rappers tired of the chase, I’m laughing to the bank

Just copped a new spaceship and I fueled the tank

I’m gonna fly you to the moon if I’m being frank

Flexin’ our way to the top, you cannot muzzle the ox

Suddenly, gravity startin’ to stop, look at the people in shock

Ballin’ like Jordan, you finally pass me the rock

Look at the time on the clock

One second left and I’m finally takin’ my shot

Nothin’ but net as it drops

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

Flexin’

This was not my first space flight. The previous assignments had taken me to the moon many times

But never into the vast reaches of deep space

You can call us toon squad; this a space jam

You know we’re stars, have to get yourself some Ray Bans

This supernova won’t be over in your lifespan

OFF THE KUFF, this an interstellar flight plan

This beat is hard as DNA or anything off "DAMN."

Beat for beat with producers like Cam

I’m talking Mike Will Made It or Kanye West fam

Made it in my closet but still came out a jam

Layin’ down the kick, snares, and keys

To penetrate your mind and infest your memories

With nonsensical poetry paired with hard beats

The Tarvo Jerry classic sundae is complete

Top it with nuts

OFF THE KUFF

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