Your s*** is Weak, SWV, like AWB - You Wanna Belong
I slowed the beat, put 808s under that saxophone 
You used my swag to dress yourself, now we don’t get along 
I gave you all those chains, I wrote the words to all your songs
Youre mean, & not fly like a wingless bird - outted my security with curse words, now they insecure
Verbally abused the manager n staff when we was on tour
Remember me when you bacc to asking tables if they want more
Follow your lines like Cy Twombly
Or Cy Young your bosses
Know they’re prepped to sigh softly
But what can you do
It’s just talking, keep sloughing
Then pin it like voodoo
Quick fixed my cloth sick
drip stitched from Bandulu
I could never get it off me
Turn a couple loose screws
To the conditions for profit
I decline to choose to
But I never could knock it
Good Will chewed through
I Guess I always lost it
Feel like I’m Donald Judd
When I’m shipping these boxes
Primed the canvas with the gesso
Getting ready to mark it
Stand on your points like stilettos
Or swallow your toxins
Can put on your red nose
Or get this scheme I’ve been plottin
Tried to run game? hell no
You just got the triple option
I don’t work in the trenches
I don’t play for Wisconsin
no pitch GA Tech switched
Back when trump was in office
no s*** not a lick
Let the art do the talking
ok..ok ok
im turnt up ( what else)
burnt up (what else)
crossed faded with my side b****
nigga, im geeked up
im lounging in the polo
want to invite a girl but im dolo
brown skin like coco..
yea you already know tho
back in the trap im lit (yea)
pull up in that brand new whip
with a brand new b****
off the can in a brand new fit
now she telling me she want this...
So fly no lie
this girl so thick but shy
i wonder if she freaks on the line
man this swag gotta be a damn crime
Smoking sour that’s balsamic
But I’m sweet once I warm up, like balsamic
Sometimes you’ve gotta dip for the bread, that’s balsamic
You’re dressing a little simple that’s balsamic
Gotta let that last line sit for a bit like balsamic
Taking a break sounds gross, gotta somn ick
Just bought neautropics from bald Slavics
Omw to the gym, dropped itt on a whim
So might as well prophesize without a pen
Thinking bout my woman who feminine and slim
Taking the steps for our seed to be one of those women in stem
Cardio for the bloodflow, core work for abdominal
Enduring and immovable like fish tanks and pianos
Plateauing during pyramids, persevering for my future kids
Focusing on concision, no wasted movements in my sets or my sentences
Holy wholly, continuing moving slowly
Deliberate my interest, completing reps is the motive
All the tags in my wardrobe say JP Gaultier,
That’s the way,
how I paint a b**** face like Gotye, she’s off K
Think she fell in a k-hole, acting like its Groundhog Day
Repeating whatever she does and she gon’ do whatever I say
Uhhhh
Yup yup, do whatever I say so 
Pretty motherfucker just like Asap Rocky - Peso
Blow up spots like Waco, but we’re not ATF
Still get All The Funds, we make sure there’s nothing left
its friday, good time i say add mo
hear me like atmos, put it in her a******
u sheep buy apple, i give my dawg the dapple
i cant grapple if im ace or i tackle
i raddle bars off smack em wit a paddle
ride me like a saddle, ima tame u like cattle
take my w**** down suck her w**** toes
she gonna ride til she cant no mo
im scarin b****es like im momo
bad b**** addicted to the coco
i love zouai, word to lolo
you b****es is so-so
ugly hos thats a nono
u a bozo
i love all the homos
f*** the popo
call me santa, got the hohos
All the tags in my wardrobe say JP Gaultier,
That’s the way,
how I paint a b**** face like Gotye, she’s off K
Think she fell in a k-hole, acting like its Groundhog Day
Repeating whatever she does and she gon’ do whatever I say
Uhhhh
Yup yup, do whatever I say so 
Pretty motherfucker just like Asap Rocky - Peso
Blow up spots like Waco, but we’re not ATF
Still get All The Funds, we make sure there’s nothing left
yeah i f*** her flesh
yeah make a f***ing mess
take off that f***ing dress
she wanna see me cum, success
feel like fukk sleep rocky
cant break me like a twig
im so different, feeling oddly
f*** her body, leave her softly
pop a molly, kodak spice wasabi
she rock 1400, i rock 29
i get in & bus it, yea i f*** her spine
snort a line, so divine
love to rhyme, sherm a dime
its the days after the rodeo
my fate, God only knows
f*** juliet im Romeo
im screwin Jess, im an OVHoe
she not like me, they not like us
i pop my gun, they flock & run
she tops my cum, i swap my drum
i caught the dumbs, chopped off they arms
Buy my mixtape, It’s got BIG play,
Feel notorious, When I get pay
S*** be glorious, This my big bank
Rap emporium, Chance for a big day
But no thanks
I don’t want no criticism
I just want that mysticism
I’m an artist, you’re a businessman
I know what’s good, you don’t listen then
This that good lyricism, you like pessimism
My s*** arson, look you can’t extinguish him
Rest in prisms, pardon, I’m a blockade and here ya know us
I’m bragging and rapping, hit ignition and I knock on face like Jehovah
My linguist vision that got you in a hot state like Arizona
This that track you hitting when ya relax and get with missions
No intermission, I’m slapping a tax (attacks) and you’re commissioned
Quit your b****ing, this that active volition
Tonight the DJ got us falling in love again
Calm and composed like Im the one again
Fingers all dirty counting ones again
Then I throw em to the ceiling of this club again
UH
pop a molly, kodak spice wasabi
crazy bars
Tonight the DJ got us falling in love again
Calm and composed like Im the one again
Fingers all dirty counting ones again
Then I throw em to the ceiling of this club again
UH
UH
The forward motion of time
From now on forward I have motion all the time
When I’m in the Amazon I’m in my Prime
I’m primal I’ll survive any climate of God’s design
That’s why I switch time zones
Wouldn’t be caught dead on Rhymezone
I’m all up on her booty meat just like a thigh bone
The forward motion of time
From now on forward I have motion all the time
When I’m in the Amazon I’m in my Prime
I’m primal I’ll survive any climate of God’s design
That’s why I switch time zones
Wouldn’t be caught dead on Rhymezone
I’m all up on her booty meat just like a thigh bone
she suck my d*** for the fifth iPhone
i plead the fifth when she ask who i piped tho
i twist the spliff, no tobacco in my pipe tho
bad b**** all ass she aint got no lipo
its free crakc and no thats not a typo
the mods is pussies, they on a downward spiral
pls dont ban me, im not suicidal
im a friend, kodak spice not a rival
all im sayin is i crack the rifle
if you f*** w my dawg, i grab the sniper
i go BLAT! BLAT! aint no survival
found my fifth b**** at the Eiffel
she transgender, used to be Michael
i get up inside tho, walking the tightrope
kodak spice not a sideshow
in her dms like a slideshow
free dedication, nicki minaj is vital
free all my dawgs, despite those
i spite these mods, i spit on em viral
bad b**** in Cairo
she say Jalapiño
F***in hell if i know
doin lines off a bible
smokin weed with a bible
roll it up with a bible
on God thats the bible
lick on the tip of it
grip with ya lips n lick
d*** on ur lipstick kit
holistic and intricate
im flickin her c*** n she squirt
put my shift in a b****, go to work
i put that s*** on my wrist for sure
im unperturbed, ignorant with my fingertips
i let the pistol spit on an innocent
if the pigs gon hit, then im innocent!
im in a Benz, whippin s***
feel like a little kid speaking gibberish
little Engulish with a freaky chick
im intrepid when i j*** on it
she perform the grippening
before i get to RIPpening
Rubi Rose, I can't wait to have your feet facin' my ceilin'
With my tongue deep in yo' ass while I kiss all on yo' kitty
Put that d*** deep in yo' back and have you c***all on this missile
Put yo' hands behind yo' back and smack yo' ass, I'm in yo' kidneys
It is Sunday
water giver you awkward critter
it's almost autumn, you oughta spit herr
sunday, monday, time isnt real get on ur sixth verse
1.66666 that's a fifth third
and my d*** churns when my b**** squirts
my fridge brrrr, dispenses waterrr
big ice cubes, get it crushed too
got a stripper squirtin she a water giver
she call me daddy but im not a father figure
crawl in the hole thats a water finger
my full life goal is to f*** a lot of singers
preferably pop & dinner
and if u caught that zinger
you're not a winner
water giver you awkward critter
it's almost autumn, you oughta spit herr
sunday, monday, time isnt real get on ur sixth verse
1.66666 that's a fifth third
and my d*** churns when my b**** squirts
my fridge brrrr, dispenses waterrr
big ice cubes, get it crushed too
got a stripper squirtin she a water giver
she call me daddy but im not a father figure
Im a lightskin nigga, but dont call me Drake
Im doin 108 on the 108, i leave it up to fate
I know a nigga doin 108 for holdin a drake
He said his life is gods plan, now he in hell with the snakes
Same story, different alley
History is history and that was his story
Im at a local spot, looking out the top story
I wonder how many alleys on life support, hospice for some glory
aint no responsibility in Bimini
she in a bikini wanna freak on me
f*** for activity, she my mini me
she use EBT to take the D for free
my reaper speaks, ima sweep the streets
dont repeat the speech, i dont f*** with rats
mickey mouse, who the f*** is that?
to be honest bruh id rather love a cat
a dog is a rat cuz they sniff ya crack
tell the f***in c***cops after u jack off
end up in a bad spot, caught with ur damn glock
55 crack rocks, free my homie crakc dawg