[Intro]
Ball like clava season and we walk em down bareface
Ooo SAV killed it
Shit
[Verse]
Take the mask off and we walk em down bareface
Walk out the chase with a smile ain't gotta trace
K Spray in yo face and youd think it was some mace
Get the fuck away from me bro i need some space
Fuckin up your dental work shoulda got some brace
Sick about how you ain't got money yousa disgrace (Lame)
Stuff a hunnit blues in a blacked out breifcase
Tie em up after we hawk em down issa shoe lace
20 horses in the trunk its gettin hard to steer
Ghosteface on the phone i can smell the fear
Supahot fire in the booth end yo whole career
You on the sidelines you a fan know you gon cheer
This Glock a magic wand we make em dissapear
Get her in that room she already droppin down brazeer
Pants always sag not the dickies but mike amir
Hustle the calender 365 days out the year
Control yo every move with this stick im the puppeteer
Leave em stainless with the steel this a souvenir
Cherry pie in this wood we dont leave a smear
Not last place me and bro the highest tier
12 flick they lights on put the vette in 3rd gear (Skrrt)
Lowball the plug huh this the pawn stars
Make alotta bread like i own some farms
Shine so bright when i step this a quazar
You ain't make a touchdown only ran 10 yards
Make the green issa routine leprachaun lucky charms
So far away from the competiton like we flew to mars
Like a magician with this shit deck of cards
King of dis shit im untouchable player barnes
We ain't gotta check brodie he gon self guard
Tryna take his life he on one heart health bar
Spittin fire like zard
Shit
I forgot the char
See these white diamonds on my wrist issa casper
Throw you out like you dirty think you needa hamper
You in the same spot not movin wheel spinnin hamster Uh
Paint her face like van gogh damn we in amster (Artwork)
Got a nickname for my wesson better call em blammer
Better wear a hemelet bro no chest shots wit this hammer
Red flash in yo face like we at the store self scanner
Huh
Why you pocket watchin dont you know i got that pocket rocket
Plugged in like a socket so i gotta stay rockin not really with the talkin
Hall ah fame lockin thats a deadeye to your head john stockton
In the lab pourin up spittin bars this some qualy toxin
Think you out of date went expired gone bad rotten
Horsepower in the foreing heavy hooves stay trottin
Was down so bad ain't have a pot to piss in
Im all up in her mouth she addicted like a zyn
3 different type flavor bitches this napoleon
Bound to blow up only matter of time like utopian
Issa slime life ain't talkin nickelodeon
If the music dont work out imma have to hit the road again
Chasin chicken to the finish line like i own a hen
10 bands on the watch shapeshifter ben ten
Clip longer than a peephole this a esten
Paper on my wrist imma show you where the money spread (Bitch)
Lil bitch text my phone do not disturb left her on read
You ride a short bus kid you such a sped
Thermal scope on the arp boy outline infared (Its easy)
This the credit scene now but this ain't the end
Phew