Intro

This Miami-coke dealer wardrobe go perfect with this
Guilty as charged, murdered the beat before they even heard the witness
All business. These transactions I made happen
Seem like the quickest, when y'all was napping
Lord, what's happening? Please provide the way and a napkin
Been away hungry. For lent, I gave rapping
Went away in exile and gave classics
So saying "I fell off" would just be too drastic huh
The comp want to show stats with asterisks
Boy, I aint want to do it, but I did it to 'em
Had a couple in the chamber waiting when I hit it to 'em
Just in case the engineer could revive, rebuild it to em'
Quit the playing. Hit the booth on some I got some superpowers
Smoke knocking on my chest, I think I rolled that superflower
You really thought you had next but that run is super ours
I mean, super ours. Hear me though

Carolina Southern Made. North East Soda brola
Hit a serenade right over the slayed. And add the death toll to the quota

Yola. Metaphorically I got that thang on me
Off safety, nestled safely up in the holster
And I rep my cities properly like I'm supposed to
Vibrations must be high for me to approach you
I aint playing with these little boys, I aint under my breath mumbling
I aint spitting fast. Just solid one-twos combos
No mixing, but real clear so you can feel every punchline that's coming
Too many gimmicks for me. Too many fashionistas
Not enough beat-seekers equipped with heat-seekers
In the view of the public for me.
Don't mistake that for complaining, that's more bodies for me hear me

Came up off the pick firing
Point Guard Quelle Pharrell
Killing beats all for sale
Came up off the pick firing
Came up off the pick firing
Point Guard Quelle Pharrell
And I'm killing beats for sale
Coming off the pick firing