Thats a Wrap

Church on every Sunday
Picture me slacking
Selfie with the K on me
Picture me lacking

Y'all confusing me
We don't do that over here
Flow on automatic
Now I'm in McLarens switching gears

That gas you think you smoking
Is a Tesla
Hit you lady with the spear
Felt like a wrestler

Keep ya two cents
Stacking euros by the pound
I'm a nuisance
(Taste, touch, smell, sight, sound)

Whatever's clever
In my harvard sweater
Yo girl head game weak
But I forgave her
She ain't know no better

You know better than
To try the likes of me, chump
Team of hyenas
Snap a finger now you lunch

This flow that new drip
Shawty get you on da wave
Blunts the size of farms
N We got hays for days
Real potent, who's joking
Tune ya radios, every bar on Sirius
Money longer than this run on sentence
N Period

Smooth operator
Sinister kid
Got shit on lock
But I ain't doing a bid
You dig?

Could give a fuck about a hater
Who's just moving his lips
They ain't the ones moving
In them foreign whips
So get your fix

I'm unbothered and iconic
Raised without a father, ironic
Cuz I'm son'in these n
If we're being honest

Come to think
That's prolly why yo lady call me Daddy-O
Tools on deck
Like I'm working on a patio

You fragile like a paper plate
Stacking up my paper daily
Safe to say my safe will stay
Gaining weight like Tyler Perry
Playing Madea
And I ain't write this shit
You count me out
I'll counter with a round of clips
You counterfeit n
Should hope n pray
I don't encounter
You lacking at a random counter
Cuz I'll rip a hole in you
Ns and dip
No chip, on my shoulder
Had to get it the hard way
And it's Brooklyn
Until they catch me slipping
Don't get it twisted



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Alberto
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