Knife high

Night time

I don’t see the point

Yeah

White tie

Black tie

Crashing in your joint

I been rapping for the fun and never rapping for the coin

They been cracking for the points

Now they’re cracking at the boy

I go swing platter platter and I hit em with a plate

My son all this could be yours

But you never misbehave

In a long black Cadillac

Send you to your grave

On that Seal Team 6

Hit my foes with that evade

Making moves in the Civic

Y’all stagnant in the Wraith

I just made a k

But I played it safe it’s in the bank

When life gives mе lemons

Sometimes I makе lemonade

But sometimes I flip and burn everything up so call me Cave

Yo I’m back in Neverland

Not the ranch

So I can’t age

And a hook seems fishy

So I tell em bangarang

Take a break

And come talk to me when you can play it cool

As a rule

If you want it take it up right after school

Swinging fists

No I never miss

No it’s only hits

Better sit

Boy that’s what you get

Battling the kid

Double crits

Rolling 2020

Roll up at the crib

Gonna chill

Really just a chill

Not talking Netflix

Let it bang

I champ at the bit

You can’t rein the reign

Aim for veins

I cannot be beat

Wear the mark of Cain

On your shirt

Leave a scarlet stain

Carpet to the face

Concussion I’ll bruise your brain

Give you nosebleed like cocaine

I’m grossing in new ways like toothpaste and OJ

I lay waste with such haste

I’m maintaining focus

I never do low key

I’m feeling like Loki

The booth warm and homey

And home to my homies

Y’all chicken

Y’all poultry

Y’all soft like pierogi

Y’all dumplings on dumb things

I’ll fry you like nothing

I’m coming

I’m busting

You oughta start running

I’m to the beat like Mario to plumbing

Like cannons to flies

Man it’s balls to the wall

I’m on a crusade to kill all your gods

Imma rebel

But I never lack cause

You’re on a pedestal wizard of Oz

I’m seeing red but I don’t plan to stop

Float with the coat looking oh so bourgeois

I don’t have time for your unwritten laws

Take two at once like a ménage à trois

I do not need boring cliché voilàs

I’m taking steps to maximize faux pas

I’ve got the zest

Got that je ne sais quoi

I’ve got the carte blanche par excellence

Turn you like luggage to carrion

I don’t care bout fashion

Man screw Milan

I’m reaching for upper upper echelons

Yeah

Give me a spot on the pantheon