Supa Dupa

Now I didn't wanna have to do this (well goddamn) But when I touch a mic suckers duck like I'm shootin' I'm bootin' cookie cutter butter soft rappers Wanna rip my style off me like a Snickers bar wrapper Just hand it over man I ain't gonna ask ya You ain't a cappa you a cherry flavored actor If that's ya bitch you should prolly come grab her 'Cause she in the studio feedin' me chicken flavored crackers What it do? I'm still the rude ass terror dude I still got the flu, still sniffing supa dupa glue And I ain't finna stop 'til I'm blue Keep talkin' that shit, you can kiss my kaboos And for the record, I spot ya hoe like a leopard I roll up downtown made her neck hurt Without any effort Cold blood mane I need a sweatshirt The Molotov firebomb lookin' for a pill presser Now I ain't said shit fo a minute Still got mo dough than a chef in a kitchen And I ain't gon' lie man I really been spendin' What the fuck you think I did in this lovely pandemic? Legend has it, Reid in the lab cookin' magic And furthermore the shit he got in store is fantastic 'Cause last time I checked man he really been at it I heard he pulled a four with a semi-automatic The silly water drinkin', pilly poppin' stinkin' Demon still skeemin' on a suck a bitch Neo pets lovin' trick Steady goin' harder than most The king of the coast I'm floating on a boat stackin' whole wheat toast And never too quick to flip a cop Motherfuckers need a stop All the flockin' on my top, I'll drop 'em like a stock You know the name and if ya don't, bitch ya better learn Go tell the cops terror has returned Uh