try to take it slow
got a lot more to go
the night is still young
so try to have some fun

blowin thru the green
fuckin shit up with my team
bout to put the natti on the map
sick, my nigga, swine flew its bout to be for rap

uh
rump shakas by the acres
bout to shoot my shot but im not playin for the lakers
im a warrior 3 hunna thermopylae im on fire
if they made my life into a movie snyder you're hired

talked to god the other day and he told me to keep it based
so i took a blunt to the face and ended up in outer space
im an astronaut
smashin thots
in zero g
with zero g's
because we smoked it all with ease
nigga please

i won boy you a zero but im not talkin binary
eyes red i see the dead screamin out bloody mary

my favorite part is weaker artists tryna step to me
you gap outlet ass niggas
im ah ah givenchy

tell ya girl that i eat it like macaroni
she catchin balls like a goalie
you niggas are fuckin phony
impastas like ravioli
a blasphemist far from holy
cook the beat up bobby flay n eat it up like stromboli

niggas corny im burnin through em like ethanol
mixin volatile lyrical cocktails, molotovs
put a little metal in your face, now you're mad dawg
yet i still got these bitches droolin like pavlov

jumpin ship and swallow the semean on deck
at first they reachin for your pocket next they reachin for your neck
and i bet
the dehydrated dicks just want their dicks wet
but hypocrites wont fuck a ho who's probably their best bet

you a dog see a vet
im the new king of the pound
man i thought this was a circus surrounded by all these clowns

you bitches like stitches
and i am a goat
nappy ass nigga look straight off the boat
you takin your shot
but i been had the throat
schoolin you niggas so better take notes

grammatical guru
the fletters i lip
i guess you can say thats a hollow tip
the bong is like beyblade i let it rip
i shot throught the scope
you shot from the hip

make like that shit in your mouth and dip
dont need a bag but im takin a trip
succumbing to death i almost lost my grip
but the powers that be just would not allow it

bout to put the natti on the map
sick, my nigga, swine flu its bout to be for rap
wanna be the very best
and i say it with my chest
screamin demon brought back to the fuckin midwest

bumpin opposition occupyin their position
sorry im just sick and bored of the games
want a monopoly none on top of me droppin me in the ranks
they dont got the will
im just tryna fill up the banks
or do the opposite
when i withdraw my deposit
and give the teller nice tips just for havin nice tits

im so immaculate that i would cast the first stone
but bein stoned to death is exactly how i wanna go
got her on her knees but whens the last time she been to church
talkin all that shit aint the only reason her jaw hurt
im such a flirt
i feel like death is my mistress
but she needs to hide her business
when im with my main, mary jane
ready for the sword of damocles over my fuckin brain