[Griminal]
SBTV, Griminal, 3rd Degree, new series, new set, new, everything, new bars
Bear with me, doing it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Check me out, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Man must have said that I fell off - dumb
I jumped on the mic and i sped off - run
Who wants to swing with the Lennox?
Eyes getting red off the rum
I tell 'em, come
I spit that venom
Tongue that'll sting like a lemon in a cut
From a weapon
Had a minute with your girl when I f**ed in a second, like
s** your mum, I'm a legend
I'm like f** your suggestions
You can't tell me nothing, I'm flexing
I came in the game on a next ting
And this sh** I'm on the next thing, watch me
[?] at a top speed
Can't stop me
I got Ps and a cropped tee like Roxy
Cross me get the cross ting
Run across me
Not think you can compete with the top wing
It's like they want the old flow back
My boy on lock like you don't know that
Your beats are dead, the vocal's wack
Give me the beat like pap pap put holes in that
Everybody's talking about, oh this gas
You ain't known like that
You don't blow no gats
Yeah, but come and get me I'm pulling out more things than Go Go Gadget
Better close your mouth
No I'm not ga**ed
Right now I'm all about dough and cash
You know hoes and that
Fold and stack
And a couple more dons that I know like that yeah
I'm still coming for the mobile fam cos you know that a man can go further than [?] you get me
Listen, and I'm destined for greatness
I want my name all over
From the press to the papers
And then from the set to the stages
Independence for the majors
I be the best for the ages
And I'm better than men that have made it
Yes it's a statement
I'mma get in where I fit in
And I'll make more bread than a baker's
So from early I'll put the rest of you laters
I told Jammer that if I ever stepped in the basement
I'll turn your best to a patient
Re-arrange the [?] I'll get Jason, I'm ready
Bloodstains on my apron
I've got G-Star jeans and the gal dem a rating the fragrance
They're like 'When will he be back?'
I sent a letter to my fans like PS I be getting played on the station
And a spot at the top is actually vacant
We be getting better while they're battling the cadence
Travelling places
The most random of faces
When they act like fans but they ain't sh**
I mean, I mean gas when I pop up in that like I'm crazy
I'll take you back to the basics - f** you, pay me
From a young yout I as eighteen
Sprayed with the best of them
I spat flames on the rest of them
How you gonna pa**?
A. You ain't tested and
B. You ain't better than
C. I'm separate
D-ese are my testaments
E-asily bury them
F with the letters and
G-eezy I'm getting it
Big like H and I'm dope like h**n
My flow's heaven-sent but I still f** with devilin'
Lyrics how I slap Berettas in
Double SS and I'm [?]
Two two's nah got a cut for the dressing
[?]
[?]
f** a suggestion