uh, yea

mitsu baby, i pop like a cola

she get to clapping like chanclas on cholas

stash in my budget

whiplash holding this drum up from Europe

dragging a Russian

me and the dog ruff ruffman

looking for something of substance

Irish baby, i know where my luck went, me and eve

right hand on the wall

who is the fairest of all, not me

coming up dirty, now numbers my name like no caller ID

grip on the collar i keep

all bout my capitol, go ask G

got to stay off IG

live my own life for the free

ain’t got to show to you freaks

ain’t seen y’all in some months

chop wood carrying water is not for the weak

off top, that day turn to night shift

the night shift turn into the morning

by morning i’m on some aight shit

my life’s been nothing but double

i was bewitched now im praying to shawty to spare me, a muggle

this could go down like you third-wheeling on a date, fuck with me and catch a couple

sitting on salt

rappers just flex out they bank

tell chase im hitting they vault

i ain’t even dress up today

i was gone hunting

and switched from my main to my alternate

catch me lean out the whip like “who coughed in it?”

and i cut in the wave like a dolphin fin

on my hating shit, i feel like Joe Budden

you might get hit with a joe

and the end of the butt on this barrel

brother will step like he feral

that *tut tut tut* not a pharaoh

do get the point of this arrow

will hit through your marrow

see, all this attention ain’t normal

she gone fuck in the hoopty, it’s formal

couldn’t question the love, it’s soulful

funny how i been seeking my oracle

ayo

off top, that day turn to night shift

the night shift turn into the morning

by morning i’m on some aight shit

my life’s been nothing but double

i was bewitched now im praying to shawty to spare me, a muggle

this could go down like you third-wheeling on a date, fuck with me and catch a couple

i know Remi got cards like gambit

play them right, i’m a start up a tangent

i got moves- mitsu mick jagger

rolling stone and i’m harder than granite

i’m on the dance floor bussin

i don’t think you can understand it

all a sudden im everyone’s cousin

i got love for my boys in my stanzas

i got love, im feeling like Nate Dogg

learned some magic and talked to an 8 ball

if it’s static, fantastic, johnny storm and buddy gets flamed on

it’s a dub for a feat, need a 8 duece

till my pockets is bigger than babe ruth

i put tears in this shit, i can’t lose

i put blood in this game, feel like

Sang-woo

it’s a kitty on lap, not a mainecoon

now i’m off the top rope like angle

Kurt Angle, pick your ankle