[Verse 1: Black Milk]
(Uh, Yeah, Yeah)
Funky line ripper
Henny lime sipper
Many rhyme flipper
9 to 5 quitter
You the type, out of sight, out of mind n***a
I'm the type, dynamite, gotta dine with em
Or a 9 with him
The raps stay nasty
Your white girl tripper
White line sniffer
Every line in I give them suicide hitters
Flow turn real spitters into wrist slitters
From a city of real k**ers
That don't see a lot of sunshine like Bill Withers
Old people live but kids gets k**ed quicker
The chances of seeing age 30 got real slimmer
The block still filled with the drug dealers
Pimps hoes and wig splitters
A lot of real sinners
Oh god he go hard like O Dog
On film a real menace
[Verse 2: Fat Ray]
(Drugs, Yeah, Yeah)
Ray got the girl scouts smoking
Right back rolling with the rap Joe Rogan
It's fat and black n***a
The Cadillac emblem
The criss cross daddy mack nickles, scrap n***as
Clap pistols and act ignant
It's your business to get riches like Guilt Simpson
The coalition
We in the kitchen with a quart of chicken
Water whippin
Your ho track sends snippets
Facts shipped in
n***as shoot like Blake Griffin
Or 8 grippers pull strings like Jim Hendrix
n***as went from poe pimpin'
To Olympians
And weak Timberland
To real Gremlins
And the beat goes
Like the wolf in sheep's clothes
I beat little bos
Who's east the streets hold
The beast mode
Chiefs bellisimo me bro