System

I'm headed straight to the top
Like my stock ain't dip
These niggas
Mouths stay locked
When i talk my shit
I'm at your neck
It's threat
On some long beach shit
And if you coming for the boy
I'm a take yo bitch
I digress
I might bless
The timeless
The rhyme smith
When I step into the ring
You get all my fist
I slide in
You can slide too
Be my guest
The violence
Never really prone to silence
Fee fye fo fum
Sick, I leave them nose run
Split you like a proton
Better be some hoes I'm
Cold my shit is frozen
This could be pro run
All up in your system
Pushing buttons like program
Watch him how he snap again
Probably not a accident
I been bout this shit since
Police was killing blacks and shit
Really I ain't have in it
Energy I channel it
Put it on a track
And make your favorite
Rapper average

I got something for your system
I got something for your system
I got something for your system
Young Baba
I drop I don't miss none
I got something for your system
I got something for your system
I got something for your system
Young Baba
I drop I don't miss none

Pistol whip the passenger
Pissing through a catheter
He's such an assassin when he spits with that vernacular
Flow is too spectacular
Flippin packs like spatula
Almost crashed the whip cause shawty suck me like she Dracula
Come equipped
With pistol grips
Sharper than a pencil tip
Always tryna write me off
But always stay up on my dick
I whip shit you dipshit
Throw it like it's discuss
Biscuit
Watch the bread grow like it's bisquick
Misfit
Grew up
Shittin on you
Since an infant
Gifted
Guess a nigga cold
Like it's Christmas
Hit list
Aim it at your head I ain't missing
Cap cold as lead
Have them swimming with fishes

I got something for your system
I got something for your system
I got something for your system
Young Baba
I drop I don't miss none
I got something for your system
I got something for your system
I got something for your system
Young Baba
I drop I don't miss none



Credits
Writer(s): Babajide Fayehun
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