Say you gonna catch rec

Only thing you Catchin’s these motherfuckin’ nuts bitch

Run up, leave you clutchin’

A hole like a munchkin

Beat is CTE concussive and it’s bussin’

Bussin bussin bus it aye

Say you gonna catch rec

Only thing you Catchin’s these motherfuckin’ nuts bitch

Run up, leave you clutchin’

A hole like a munchkin

Beat is CTE concussive and it’s bussin’

Bus it down, u blow jobs on the John

Only thing I call you is a blumpkin

A bumpkin on his job, with my squad

We some soldiers may keep steel but don’t expose it

Yah, I’m taken pictures, striking poses

Jah my witness, divine exposure

Vision omnipotent, never pay a soul just to like my post Bitch

Got exotic flows, no callin ladies hoes Trick

Bouta blow like explosives, really u the only one on that hoe shit

Bro

Slow ride, smoke out four-door til it look like two Tone Fleetwood or whitewall Eldorado

Caddy with a baddy

Don’t you at me

Son, I’m savvy

Call me daddy, she do

Been a player since pre-school

Had to son the game

I'm at its practice in slippers mid afternoon

Swampy roots, kicks all gucky stumblin out lagoons

Never sipped muddy but id try it with a friend or two

Step to me, I can certify it’d be the end of you

Only take one word, ride for my crew

Die for my dogs

Skip to my Lou

World in my arms

Or the staple gun, then I’m making art

Paving lanes, laying tracks for crazy trains of thought

What a commute its been, ain't amused at the losses

Latencies, lagtimes, and bosses

Was happy as I was, when I wind up in a coffin