[Verse 1]

Uh

Suicide prone

I’m in the cut with a piece to my dome

Send that heat to ya home

Leakin ya bones

Light up the torch couple hits and you gone

Undefeated by foes

Pick up and flee to your folks

No escape when I reap what I sow

Imma get it and go

On the road with ya soul in my hold

I proceed to go beat on ya hoe

Whoa

Hit my line a nigga serve filets

Bitch you work my fuckin nerves, wait

I been shining on em

Wrist got diamonds on it

When I’m rhyming these throw aways

Keep a tool up in the holster, wait

Pop a nigga in his shoulder blade

Spit a flow that’s so cold

Got em froze

Dodgin bullshit, call it olé

Uh, wait

Run it up, race

I’m up, just hit that home base

Get to the cake

Chill with your sis, gave me face

It’s lobotomy, gimme the brain

Bang

Bow

You talking puffin that loud

I’m on a whole other cloud

Dropping that sound

Man, I’m just tryna get out of the dirt

No more sleeping on ground

Wow

Tote heavy metal, dope spitter with a flow that make you

Go in a blender, rope hanging from the railing second

Floor, make you end it, no question, I’m the better nigga

You a pussy, you ain’t even pull it, like what’s good?

I’m from the hood

Where they put them holes in ya ceiling

Roaches in ya bowl, talking cheerios, eat at dollar stores

Different clothes, same struggle, what you know about that pain?

When it rains, bitch it pours, gotta break through the door

[Verse 2]

Nigga I'm juiced

Used to whip plates at the goose

Now I drip sauce out the roof

Came up from boolin the tool

Fuck what you knew

Fuck with the two why you lookin a fool

I just left with the cutest of cutes

Fuck with her and you mute

Pull up no mask fuck a flute

Bitch I'm poppin yo girl off a deuce

Cup full of liquor

Come fuck with a nigga

Get buck then I dunk on a nigga

Dump dump blowin up

Untuck

Beep beep pull up

Now you slump

Bet I leave a motherfucker under mud

Now you leakin blood

Ain’t nobody ask for that

This mass attack

I’m headed for your lass in fact

Might cap the brass

Turned your body to a half

And they’ll be lookin for your other in the aftermath

Nigga Im the bomb like Allahu ak

Been in the mothafuckin house, Obama Barack

Got the ice all on my wrist from whippin the pot

And she was thinkin "One Time" till I gave her the cock

Bitches all up on my tippy top

Gimme slippy slop

Fuck a op

Donuts in the lot

Skrrt Skrrt off

In a drop

Flow on pretty flock

Runnin through a thot

Bitch I got it

Nah, I really got it

Niggas that's law

Honestly, I’m only really fucking with the collard greens

To fuck with me, you'd have a better chance to win the lottery

Now stop it, nigga, its been established that I’m a prophet

And if I make it or not, your bitch is still gone pussy pop it

For a real nigga

Been said fuck a deal, nigga

East side where they kill niggas

Ill nigga, like a flute I trill nigga

Running wit a mill, better peel foe you get spilled

Might just cop a coffin if you fuckin with my chlorophyll