I'm so fly I shouldn't be allowed to walk
I'm so high I shouldn't be allowed to talk to you peasants
When it comes to this rap shit I'm selfish
I leave em dead on the side of the curb
Bleeding helpless
Then I skirt off
And tell a bad bitch to pull her skirt off
And take my shirt off
Turn off the light, fuck & burn off
On to the next one
I'm gone when the check come
I spawn with the best ones
Was born with a blessing
This shit that I spit is a gun, Smith & Wesson
I'm the one with the sickest tongue
Leaving bitches sprung
Don't get it twisted I hate rappers
Annihilate rappers then pick at they face with 8 sledge hammers
Create damage I stay planning
For mayhem
Smooth flow like peanut butter
And the bass jam
I stay in tune with my spiritual tactic moves
Ima Gillian acting dude I live alone on a private island
I'm feeling like I got the love, that unconditional agape love
I swear niggas is not on my type of time that's why I gotta get mine
And these days that's real as fuck, get a feel of us
I'm feeling like I got the love, that unconditional agape love
I swear niggas is not on my type of time that's why I gotta get mine
And these days that's real as fuck, get a feel of us
The rhyming simon sayz
Everybody mimic me
My flow scheme so clean
That pine sol envy me
I started with nothing
Just watch how I'm ending it now
My favorite rapper was raised in 3 different towns
That's New York
Bmore
And Northern California
They call me baby pac
And I just wanna keep the torch up
Lit
Come and absorb this
When it comes to recognizing hate I Dora explore shit
Then figure it out
Now give me my clout
And move it along
Im truly a don
3rd coast I rule it alone
I should make a collage of the all fraud shit
You fake Ass bosses CEO's who flossing
But really lost it
This is claes cockpit
Whatever they thought is nonsense
Elevating from ground up like Sean kemp
Fuck 1k
I keep it 5 triple zero
Wakanda in me
I'm condescending call me a hero