Gyn 503 - Bats lyrics

Verse 1: Slice em for the sizes, y'all ain't win no prize For my repetition with the listens is so percise Shake the dice, smear the faces off the body I was born naughty, let me sign to the 'luminati Buy a Ferrari & Bughatti, pick one for the party Colors all up in the splash like I was Jeff Hardy Go hard or go home Go hard before the dome Is this rap or is this poems Leave me alone I do not want a collabo with your bro, no I'm such a prick but f** it, you don't even know What it's like to below So below the surface I will hurt this beat like it beats my mother f** a s**a trying luck I don't think so yo, I don't drink so low But I'll drink solo, f** it, Yolo Knocking ashes off my Beverly Hills polo You know you hoes ain't much of something Y'all more less than nothing I'm disgusted with the discussions y'all be having f** it, it kinda works I love the smirk & I hate the skirt Wait, see I'm slurring words & putting em in reverse I don't rehearse this verses you just having this The canvas is always taking damages Cause the pen be bleeding thoughts made by the cannabis I've opened cans of this whoop a** Drunken Fist flow My libs know what the lava tastes cause it's always coming out my lips yo Verse 2: Please excuse the demolitions Treat this like an exhibition For my repetition with the listens what I'm wishing Distant I'm extending the space between me & you He & you We & you Fusions like it's been forever This three or four whatever For whatever I am faking everything for the better Prisms prison for my neck to tether Never lose your focus, f** you & them false foundations Frame the fated upon feelings feeling fainted Stations with repetition for my listens or my life Nothing matters except it all Accept it all twice Bashing on some figment Cobra clutch like a stick shift Make em panic like titanic was meant for a shipment To the ice to the floor To the skies to the core To the nice to the who*es To the less to the more From the peace to the war From the east to the north From the west to the south I'm a legend with the best ammo coming out the mouth & cumming in yours Sorry sweetie I ain't needy But I could use some CDs to smoke this loud to