Two Below

Stack the bones up
On and off the clock
Left the refrain cold lined in chalk
Yellin' "Bird Dog"
On and off the dock
Make the six by six dip
And the speakers knock

Don't make me pull up in my turtleneck
Like you ain't never heard of Nick
Like mans in "Spectre" ish
I'm stylin' with every inch
Coming for commercial checks
And flyin on commercial jets
The only game is progress
The every time we come with next
I got prosciutto and some basil
With tomato on a sourdough
Sour ho
That's how you be lookin' in the powder snow
Flurries blow
Wassup you can't kick it in the two below?
Hop in the Kubota doin' donuts round the studio

I was used to hitting nothin now it's 5 kill streaks
Used to take a month to write it
Now it's five this week

I don't do raps now
Ima just act wild
Map all them thoughts out
Then I just blackout
I call em "life lines"
You say it Bar Out
Go till it Tap Out
We wanna cash out
Break out
Who you know livin brighter?
Just got sick with the writer
Connery with the Walther
Draw that heat from behind a
Obsidiana tinted bomber
Everything I live in is designer
Little city livin' sipping cider
But you still can't see we from the (jump)