(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