Had to tint up the roads, you don't know me (It's Buck!)
Bulletproof up your coupe, can't outpoll me (Harlem!)
Bitch, I'm still in the loop without a Rollie
I shoot who the fuck I wanna shoot, can't control me
I gave away what you showed me to the homies
I didn't do nothing that you told me, ho, I'm hardheaded
Come back through and get your car wetted
And don't try to retaliate after that, that's when you all get it
Got your bitch in the back of the whip, bangin' her throat out
You shouldn't be throwin' them stones, you in a glass house
Speakin' of glass them jewels cost a quarter milli
I see y'all niggas on the regular be lookin' silly
Closure with this, closure with that
When the feds kick in the door you wanna take it all back
When you get locked up with your crew you ain't claimin' all that
Cooperatin' with the boys, now you labeled a rat
Now I could drop a seed, add water, watch it expand for you
I can explain it but I can't understand for you
Be a good man and extend out my hand for you
Do you one better, I'ma start a new plan for you
Rikki-Tikki-Tavi, you dry like the Mojave
Doin' more solo, I talk bolo like Kemo Sabe
That Bronx nigga born with this shit, it's not a hobby
In the '80s I was that kid sellin' coke in your building lobby
I be on that get money, stay hungry hustle
Y'all be on that wish tummy, rib bumpy struggle
Try me in the whip with a spaceship, shut the door
Niggas and your bitch wanna blow me like a bubble
I'm bad trouble like a crisis in my duffel
Bags stuff 'em, punch it in workin' double
Make you mad I love to, magic ball and I'm a Muggle
High key getting rich, staying low like a smuggle
Master Rob!
When you're real, it'll reveal, real Gs never squeal
Here's the deal, if you're real, hustle hard for the meal
Stash your bread in a box, eat the tail of an ox
Never stash the loud or the white of your socks
Listen if you want, Vanilla Dutch and light a blunt
Keep shorty by your side so she can ride and you can stunt
Keep it clean, I like the floss, I like the cake, I like the force
I'm lit, I got the fire, ask around, they say "Of course"
I cook these bitches like beef on the grill
Kays did the beat and sent V to kill kill
Dressed in all black, I'm back with a shottie
It's murder, I'm the only bitch with a body
Spin the block, let it pop in my audition
Talk to the cops, catch it droppin' like your jaw missin'
All you kittens up against this hellcat
I've been dealin' with you devils, I know where the Hell at
Kay Slay!
The flow is hard as nails, a kid who came from Garbage Pails
I'm comin' for your bills when on board and I don't mean charting sales
Chip on my shoulder, each line colder than bars in jail
I've been winnin' so long they waitin' on the part I fail
I'm eatin' rappers for the dopamine rush
God body, when I pull up keep your rosaries tucked
Tell your ho keep it hush, a surgeon way I go in her guts
Yeah, everybody is a somebody but nobody's us
Look!
Rolling 200 deep, that's 200 MCs on the beat
Don't you get it? That's 200 MCs a nigga 'bout to beat
I show reverence to my legends but this the return of the heavens
Bow down when you hear me rhyme, you got a god in your presence
Sheep sign deals while shepherds build leverage
Me sell my soul to who? Nigga, not never
With these verses I'm the worst player, niggas know why
'Cause I'm whack but when I rap I don't play, not one time
The world tour with Midnight Marauders and such
Titanium Tesla, bulletproof palm in the clutch
Everybody thinkin' they tough but who darker than us?
The shark in the truck, I have your moms parked on a bus
Pity the outcome, whole city energy Malcolm
Infinity bouncin', all grey Millennium Falcon
They don't want to see me floss
Plead the cost, the pump will turn your TV off
Nigga we ain't friends, put your ends up in my PayPal
I don't rap for free, pay the fee then I put my verse down
Rappers study beef, I only beef if it's a cash cow
It's my money and I want my fuckin' money right now
Like J.G. Wentworth, you got a problem with that?
Then take this big black dick, say y'all been certain
My nigga, I just do like a real nigga, you're supposed to
Handle all my business, add more dollars, commas, and sauce
Need an education on how to bring bucks in?
I been listenin' to TED talks since Ruxpin
Lookin' for organization, I got my ducks in
On top of that, I got my hands in production
You cats ain't got enough lives to be curious
My name's in lights 'cause the journey's been Securitas
I've got the kind of talent can't be taught
I'm the valedictorian of the school of thought
Woo! Capital!
Bet you'll regret it, I'm Mr. Energetic
I knock a pussy out like anesthetic
When I start to snap
Peep my vernacular, nothing but spectacular
Who's attackin' ya? Trifle that ass like Dracula (Oh shit!)
The illustrator, die hard like a Bruce Willis figure
With caps, I'll fill this ligger
You likes to bomb bad, you gettin' blown up, can't bomb back
Pushin' out your lip, you gettin' blown off the map
I brought sand to the box you're playin' in
I brought the cords to the mic you're spittin' in
I brought the words to this object y'all gettin' in
I brought this time into this beat so I'm sayin' win
This is my last eight, pass the plate, got kids to pass the great
Not speedin' 'cause I'm late, changin' lanes to pass the fake
I'm not changed or deranged since my house of pain
I'm insane in the membrane
Niggas want gun bars? I'm spittin' in the booth with two Glocks
Fredro born the same year as Tupac
We shut 'em down, shut 'em down with Big Pun
Got big guns, niggas got joints with Biggie
Shut 'Em Down with DMX, React with 50
The two illish niggas on the track me and Sticky
Onyx came in the game with the Master Jay
And we still killin' rappers for my nigga Kay Slay
