Chase Canali - 3 Gods lyrics

[Verse 1: Slytedge] The Misadventures of Adventure Time If we talking extensions u better mention mine Gloc 9 sending tension down ya spine Lil wayne sipping on syrup like he's f****** Aunt Jemime Yo I heard through the grape vine that people tryna make wine Meanwhile I'm out here grinding tryna' make mine Ain't with a penny or nickel chick im with a straight dime Costing me 10 cents per blow and this her 8th time I guess it costs to be the boss sometimes plus that a** fine Breaking all the laws guess someone had to pay the a** fine But yo girl's booty ain't as fine and that's fine This tape's the first step to my destiny The first step to the top crown In other words dont mess with with me(cuz we kings) Clearly I'm spitting to be the best MC NYC or NJ has ever seen, after Biggie,Nas,and Jay-Z I'm influenced heavenly, my melody's like kenny G Flow like Kevin G, Kendrick told me I got the recipe I eat well, my feet smell Talking sh** I'll pop you in ya mouth Then ask you how ya teeth feel I will k**,any other f*ggot tryna f*** with me Custody ,I'll never see, one lie and you've lost trust in me Blast this sh** through my black bose speakers As my money grow stronger, enemies grow weaker Damn! Gametime You got this J [Verse 2: pOVERTY] Been goin' hard since my PBJ game Only took one selfie and got mad fame from it But you still see me on the street spittin in a bucket That's cuz it's the sh**, I'm never gonna quit it Hear my voice you know I just lit it Imma hit it gimme a sec I'll spit it in a minute Peep me chillin in the Maybach Maybach, caught a b**h with a great rack I got stacks, no packs I smack these tracks I don't play lax, but I lax That's re-lax This rappings outta sacks I attack yo' fake plaques while I'm spittin' these a**cracks Smoke crack, no fact Eat others like they snacks Put em in a casket Shoot em like a basket Smack em like a racquet Yo' b**h ratchet you know I smashed it But I keep it secret like... wait what? [Verse 3: 711kid] Y'all thought I was joking! Lady k**er like I'm Cee-Lo Green, just like my kilo Got my pimp suit on look like bigpapifilo Got a scar on my face like I'm Al Pacino Spongebob and I in Shell City at the clams casino Have a hick on my neck And my dicks just as wet Cuz I just knocked it out the park like the Great Bambino I stay kinda angry Kids wanna hang me But I'm at the climax and they still rising action frankly Played all my cards not gonna break my neck Stats ain't gonna drop Now I'm on the Upper Deck And all my music Topps I dropped all of my sh** quick "It'll only take a couple months" Just like my rapping funds Couple thousand on the whip? Boy you need to cool it Got a 9 on my hip Now who got the cool sh** Snap necks like they pencils, girl with eyebrow stencils I'll see you in the back, get you twistin' like a pretzel Scribbles in my notebook Dribble like I'm Westbrook Sell my old stuff to get a new look Make sure to never follow by the book Yeah , what's up? Play like I'm Kyrie Say hi to Kylie, don't really talk but I'm tryna keep it rhyming Chase, J, and me? That's like biggie, nas, and pac When 3 legends get together we can shut down the whole block Don't look with your hands I seen you actin' dirty I know you want my sh**, I'm fly just like a birdy Sleazy motherf**a that make people wanna mock She actin' as a dick s**er, give Courtney the Cox Dealers slanging crack, I ain't talkin' no smack I'll use my kind words, hows damn funny is that? If I got off here, would I miss the train? That would take on the path to get in another lane? Sugar just like the cookie I won't f** with no Snooki New to the game not a veteran I'm better than half of these b**hes up on Letterman [3 boy...]