Barzilla (feat. Kid Atoms)

Stack em up like dominoes
We break 'em down like Oreos
Like punches to abdominals
We take ya' breathe like four of those
Y'all sucking more than glory holes
We holier than all my clothes
Got different kinds for different hoes
But they don't really needa know

Watch me spit this shit
Fully loaded, like extended clip
Let it rip
Get up outta here with all that busta shit
You a bitch
I be pulling up and watch me hit the switch
Icey wrist
Spit my flow with just a little bit of twist

Kiss of death
Running through these bars until I lose my breath
Break no sweat
Going on until I ain't got nothing left
Master Chef
Cook it up and serve it on the treble clef
Cut the check
We ain't signing on for less than all percent

Hit the deck
Bout to drop a bar so loud it make you deaf
Wait a sec'
I ain't 'bout them mollys or them percocets
Architect
Always tryna build up a little respect
When I flex
Bitches flashing titties, they be showing breasts

Take a shot
Y'all stay waiting for your turn like tabletop
On the clock
Take a look at what I got up in my shop
We the Roc
Y'all the type that be hidden in someone's sock
All self-taught
And we hotter than the fuckin' blacktop

Let it drop
We all came to party, let the bottles pop
Ain't gon' stop
Going on, yeah, it's going block to block
Damn it's hot
Unlike all them Tinder bitches photoshop
In a drop
Always dropping hits, we never dropping flops