(Hook)
Blank look, leave these n***as shook up
I ain't cook on the stove but my hook does
I'm the king of scheme, you a rook bruh
Nook, read a book fore' I come make you look dumb
(Yeah) Blank look, I gotta' blank look for em'
I can't even see these n***as man
(Verse)
Lakeside, wonder when I'm water whippin' statewide
Take pride in my new vibe with the room wide, ambient
Sample finna' turn me to a champion
Then cancel out the rappers in the game who only transient
Panicking ameteurs, turn em' to famous damagers
Causing all the calamity, damn it the n***a never heard of
N.E.R.D, sh**! Still in search of something perfect
A sad split, but it ain't hurt this
I'm worth six copies of that non-dropped Wu-Tang
Plus we drippy n***a better know that the crew bang
I been trappin' off a tank and flame of that propane
So I can get a chance to really rap with the pros mayne'
(Yeah) Flow Caine on the beat, k**ed the Abelton
EP moved last week, we put the cable in
Stop labeling, still fatal in their attempts
Thank em' for the view of my ascent
But you ain't making sense
So intense, but not impressive
Hide behind the beat because you never gave a message
Never gonna stress it, seen the trappy n***a presage
Be a**ured that a certain n***a end up with the blessings
So until that time that they known for the vestige
I'mma k** the rhymes until they climbing out the wreckage
Only talent needed f**ing be in my possession
And I'm rolling up the window so they can't see
My expression on my blank look