[Verse 1]
k** or be k**a bee bait
Unload lead on an enemy state
Tryna be good then you better be great
Pedigree ready to get you to hate
Gore Tex in the moonlight
Gotta warm necks for the goon fight
More s** on if the mood right
And f** race, I'm with an ebony mate
Little bit of wack, little bit of this, little bit of that
Little bit of every single thing, I don't pay no mind, I sling the crack
Sing it back, uh, tell me how my flow ride
Send it back up, bump it on the po-up line
Corrupt administration, syrup slurping decrepit nation
Investigation without explanation, x'd out faces, forget thou patients
Bathe in inflation, get that gold, make elevation, hit that mold
Knock a motherf**er out if he don't smoke the woes
Bars keeping us all but free, pick your method of alchemy
We all could be tall degree receivers, palm readers for armories and
Pharmacies are the Garden of Eden, farmer's arteries hard to see even
Common reason be not believing in the hardest reasoning
Pop the beaver then
[Pre-Chorus]
Grip polyester when you step up out the crib
Gotti on the Gouda, ain't no sooner way to live
Fake diamond on the titty, still shine pretty
Let the yak pour for the cold a** city
[Chorus: Sample + Humming]
[Bridge x2]
Sip, dip, f**, bounce, baby eighty ounce
Do you what you can to get around, low
[Verse 2]
Aces in the hole, got Asic on the sole
Ba** is fragrant, secret frequency secretes to freak your soul
Them cases no concern, we don't blurt out what we earn
Dame is breaking bread with Jay in better days, make a lane
Eating the meaning of life away, it's a tourniquet via Percocet
Fiending for more of the alien rocks, back to earth in the circus net
Greetings human species, clean your feces or we intervent
Heating sh** in ten, five, now one, you gonna need a vent
Icicle centipede better be fighting together to weather the storming of solar wind
Javelin aggling shadow a doubt on the battle dismantle the banner of hoedom
Kick this sh**, lick on my rhymes, mining a diamond and never a dime
Go in a booth, chip a tooth, it's a war whenever I open a poem
Quit with the copying
I be a snob, right?
Bobby and Bobby and Rob?
Sell me the fact you an individual
Ten mil this be the moment you flop
You can't usurp no vet without no rep for owning your rap
Maybe you meant for the xylophone
You know, doo-doo-doo, bam bim and zap
[Pre-Chorus]
Grip polyester when you step up out the crib
Gotti on the Gouda, ain't no sooner way to live
Fake diamond on the titty, still shine pretty
Let the yak pour for the cold a** city
[Chorus: Sample + Humming]
[Bridge x4]
Sip, dip, f**, bounce, baby eighty ounce
Do you what you can to get around, low