Let me adjust the crown, adjust the crown

You already know what time it is bitch

Fortune! hahaha

Ball J

Ready to engage?

Talk to these niggas

RRun!!

You are about to get schooled, you like it or not

Let me say it again

You are about to get schooled, you like it or not

I won't say it again

I'm about to pull the highest to the ground, ma flow is like ocean

Where is your life jacket?

La la lullaby, this is a diss song for those who be sleeping on me

Uh!

Diss ma playground and you really wanna play with me? nigga?

I'm the ball your bitch wanna play with, you still wanna play? Nigga?

Ma shit so hot you had to reply my ass, you gay nigga?

Now lets talk about money first, I mean the paper not the rapper, don't run away nigga!

Keep bragging, they are used to that

And keep lying, you good at that

Its a secret on the streets and the people on your team and everybody know say, you be wack!

Fake lord bitch!

I'm standing above your law bitch!

You couldn't eve carry the cross bitch!

Sia... I'm your God bitch!!!

You was ma nigga till you snitched on ma nigga who knew another nigga who is a nigga to ma brother

I spit like I'm pregnant, my word is born

I don't sit with a person that stands for nothing

A diss to a nigga who wants another nigga down

Raise the middle finger to your face, face me now

Sub Sub Subliminal shots, I multiply your shots by Zero

I'm that hero for black people

The Mike Gizo, slap these whores

Bragging Negros

Get the strap clap back Milo

Brutality, demonology

Headquarters of Titans

Clash here we go

Luis Figo

We balling babe! They no go barb sef

You can't give nobody shine you ain't bright enough

With the fake fans at your back

Man you dey lose direction

And your real fans way dey feel me

Now you dey do eye red things

You gotta go hard bitch

Man you dey lose erection

How many stars you you made

Shit! Jack woyɛ ɛdu wo pension

Stop pretending these are the lessons you learn from a father, its blessings

Exodus 20:12, where is your honor son to live long?

To ma new school rapper who are underground nobody has to die before you wear the crown

One way diss, only two punches

Obi npɛ hype ah na obi yɛ broke

Listen, this ain't dissing

Its just a tune to make you sleep so you stop bitching

You be the baddest?

That be your mind set

You are a subset

You are a tool in my math set

But you are not the ruler

Getin em

I be feeling they be digging it

If you sicker, I'm penicillin

I finish and I bury them

I'm not a crackhead crack it its the melanin

Damn, I ain't sniffing it

Hold up!

You cannot depict

These niggas ain't quick

I'm sowing / sewing what I reap /rip

I'm Tailor, I'm Swift

The only height I can never reach is God

You only get high on your weed

Get the Fuuuck

What!