I just sit back like I'm Ellen, they still yelling
tears welling no mercy when I wreck 'em
take no an L and music selling don't even gotta tell 'em
I got the water and she got the melons
and life gave us lemons and melanin
can't feel her legs like a daughter on ketamines
now she mad 'cause she know this side's a better man
all way up one hunnid floors I'm levelling
hate to lose so I keep my wins consecutive
every decision I make is executive
they say I'm too smooth - not even bevelling
I like the feel of the rush from adrenaline
dilated on purple like I had rinnegan
ask me if I'm high never low on the vitamins
and these bros getting old like they Leviticus
not a snake but I am venemous, villainous
they wanna chill with us lowkey their blood I be spilling what
makes them think they can really get rid of us?
whitewash 'em take the tip to the ex
don't be next to blackout like the cinemas
go through Jamaicans, Haitians, Basians, Caucasians, Malaysians and Asians
without settling because I never let 'em in
"time to meet your maker-" I already met the man
I be the type to throw hands like I'm Megaman
I be the type Pat Postman when I send for 'em
I be the type to Matrix when I'm rendering
I be the type to buss gelatin when I wed a ting make her falter
whip out Haribo rings at the alter I know I'm hella special man I told her
I'll hold her down for more than a moment and when it's colder
I'll pull her closer to me on the sofa and we sofa surf from coast to coaster
for her she knows I'll do more than the most bruh
we more than best friends like Kenai and Koda
pop like soda giving backshots in the backseat
imma just pretend the pedestrians wearing khaki
forget khaki I'm too cocky like I'm 'bout to Breakout - Atari
swinging on my chain are my car keys for the convertible Ferrari
another one another car please I play my part at any party
earned my stripes like Marty ticked that off like Adidas and Nike
I don't business the wishlist just money
reading Hudl books like Milk and Honey
may all the maple I made all just cut it
shuffling the tracklist to Kid Cudi
blew more than a 3-1 lead balls deep like Curry
they be like vámonos I don't hurry
take em to the doc like Bugs Bunny
let em make mistakes man that's too funny
nail them to the stake if they staging mutiny
r1, r1, circle, r2, right, left, right, left, right, left - immunity
shorty a beauty queen, with a butt gotta hit her up thrice a week
it's not complicated she's my type o' freak
they only wanna be friends with me
'cause they ain't wanna be enemies
"ain't nobody got time fo dat" frenemie
my iPhone got hella notes saved like Kenny G
I turn acapellas into melodies 5 in the clip but I will hit 10 of each
possess the crowd then cut to rd. so now it's cow and they want hella beef
to heaven I'll send seven more when I'm vex
hit one like two threes that straight score through the vest
got two types of people going oh hell or oh well
when I break records like Odell for the showreel closed case like a gold seal
give her Os in the bed make the bed roll
little death almost gave wings no RedBull
no baker but I make the bread roll
slit throats for breakfast no red bowl
let the head roll rack up a death toll
I've got the best soul no Kevlar 'cause the chest swole
such a Joker the King says jest more
no steroids I got the peak pills
they taking Ls like Meek Mill
hit two birds with one stone beak-bill
no Green Lantern you weak-willed
I send shots like a bartender, you a Simpson I guess I'm a Bart-ender
lit fuse man it's lit and it's sparking like my arm a member
of Karma in the night like Nostradamus
mi amor be the weapons that transfix armour
dystopia like Last Light I gave 'em three strikes like Monster
no interest in those who don't benefit my conscience
no incense - flip it - nonsense
ya boi got more than a couple commas
fun in New York but no comic
but y'all got some interesting characters
the crew three hunna deep and this is Sparta 'cause
imma make a martyr hurt like Madara
'cause I've left more exes than a calendar
like Mario Kart I get set I got next to break necks, that's headrest
black barbecue 'cause they ain't got no ribs left
grand auto without theft except when I stole the title of The Best
everything beneath me in pieces I don't cease to put it to Rest
(add the R to your IP (address))
take two Ls add that up that make a W-burst one for the chauffeur
can't tell if I folded or doubled him over
trauma turn a mourner into a troubled dude
you just seeing double holes that the shotgun blew
you got a gat yeah my brother I got one too so you pree the gat
light up your empire like I'm Freda Gatz
risk it for a biscuit how bou dah Scooby Snack
goodie bag vs Gucci bag you know it's a booby trap
sample the sound as she make that back clap that's a clap back
use that for a backing track and it slaps but I never go to back track
she spreads her legs and then I fill that gap
she'll find she's just another X on the map
we coming up like altitudes and she about the booze like that malibu
forbidden fruit but I berry my history
she be missing me but I roll like a camera crew
speaking of which let's talk || @eightyonevisual ||
dude finesses vids, photos and lyricals
not Peter Pan but my dude extraordinary
angles cause thrombosis in your coronary
she asking questions and I'm shooting threes
so we be courting like who?/hoop
they all going bananas so I had to drive by
let the Starburst and the Fruit Shoot straight through teeth
I don't hang with dudes that acting fruity
got Krepts on my feet making a Konan-drum
had my accountants recalculating like a TomTom
they wanna know where I've come from and what I've been through
that place is long gone not what I'm into
texting no I don't wanna get with you
they can bite a bullet and forget to chew
make 'em put their hands to their mouths like "achoo"
make sure to unlink before they think to @ you
getting serviced whilst watching seven films like a maid in Vue
not Drake with the flow so cold they call me black snow but I made the Views
tryna 1-up yeah they want to imma hit 'em with a 1-2
hammer knock seconds off several clocks prayers tough like a nun's crew
pull up and UZI over an IOU I pulled an icy U
so salty it'd make the sea sick now you in the ICU
bullets open up your body tissue
getting up to knock the lean back ain't issues
pedal to metal I swerve said you got what I need that's not what I deserve
I must be the opposite of Superman maybe my eyes see infrared
'cause I can see clearly right through you
even after filling you up to the brim with lead
they already ache throw T into the equation it's more than they can take man
I'm getting ripped off the hait' 'cause I'm benching the wait
it's lit 'cause I bite the 'gh' out of light and it becomes g-hate
but I've been doing the most for the gram since my first post to date
in love with the cocoa but can't tolerate the lactose
got man running hands through their hair like they lack toes
she gives her all like a herald to Galactus
they tryna make perfection but ain't even putting in practice
like alligators they be snapping
like a figure I'm built for that action
going off the rails I got ps for the ale
now they all looking pale but I still wish 'em well
making a profit from every dream that I sell
and my face be my mask like I'm Christian Bale
don't care about P I just stay blowing like Gale
spitting fire - flamethrower from Hell
Deadshot with the headlock when I lock on for the headshot I aim lower
like salt for good luck I just keep it over shoulder like an Atlas boulder
if it'll have 'em panting's not what I asked
but the plug's being a pain in the ass
clouds in the club make it rain with the cash
into the passenger side when I crash
leave your girl's make-up smeared over the dash
my bro and I already planned in advance
Mr Monopoly got no second chance bruh
I've got 'em all on the leash but they still try and run like Prancer
so now they all feel the pinch like Cancer
they tryna hold me down like a ransom
not PT but in my element I made 'em run some
in the DMs it's a billabong
beating my chest 'cause I'm a king like Kong
moving like a substitute you getting all the names wrong
switch the words and keep the flow you making all the same songs
permission to die like Bane but Human Torch when the flame on
this is how the game's run
sorta prophetic yeah I've got a forward eye
maybe just poetic like Drake I'm seeing more than life
yeah I started at home but don't know the word charity
if it wasn't apparent it's 'cause we lacked clarity
but forget about the standards
when I write it's last man standing
pull up with the burners and the mandem
spray that heat like we just tandem
got green like Bruce Banner
K.Lamar we be drankin'
talk about damages we just savages
swinging left and right like the chandeliers
so on point we blow the joint
they try handle us that's a danger call
so we'll manage to cage 'em all
I'm asthmatic but I'll blow the back out of your girl like an inflatable
she said you've got sauce but she's dipping to mine
I guess Netflix and Chill is the motive tonight
and she got daddy issues like she was on Maury
and adds me on Snapchat to pree her backstory
you putting in work printing copies of CVs
meanwhile she freaky Whatsapping me VCs
and her V sees me like a vendetta when it is not leaking
so love is blind metaphorically speaking
met her on the beach she euphorically peaking
I proceeded to bed her till it squeaked and
Tiller 'Sorry Not Sorry' she's leaving for a better weekend
If you wanna be the best then you've got to be me
I'll give you Stitches an eye out like Pleakly
I'm so glad we got to clear that up neatly 🤗
