BECSPK (feat. Bub Styles)
Them boys talkin' millis haven't touched a hundred yet
I don't talk but clock 10 G's before the sun'll set
New York to London down to Summerset
Heard about they price the opposition fucked around and got they drummers wet
They stepped up and got they neck cut
Broke fist to knife fight them biceps flexed up
I packed 3 bricks in hidden panels in the lex truck
Wrote the book on corner dollars boy that shit text book
Y'all do it for the violence, I do it for commas
You do it for respect, I do it in silence
Fluffy pounds of different flavored pollens
A botanist with these flowers these boys cowards, shit
Way before the shine I used to bus dimes
You take tequila shots and then suck limes
That's why ya boys stay salty
Kneel down and kiss the ring im the face of royalty
See me on ya street posted in a Gi
Barefeet
Fairy MC's couldn't share the air I breathe
Grapple sequence leave you sleepin' once I squeeze the RNC
People speakin' on His Ruggedness it seems they all agree
Prestigious pedigree respected 'cross the seven seas
If nothin' turn to somethin' face percussion when you step to me
I take your mere presence disrespectfully
My mans jump out them caravans
Turn ya fam to refugees
Met my best friends under sketchy circumstances
You met besties in dance circles wearing stretchy pants
A reckless glance'll get you wrecked
Perchance you can get the hands
Switch the stance
Verses got'em in a trance
Major impactor
X Factor haver
Master rhyme crafter
Matter fact
City on my back
My act have fans crowdin', shoutin' from the stands and jumpin' out the rafters
Once Rugged touch a mic stand nobody can after
Listen here I'll make it crystal clear like water out in Bora Bora
Lean out the ford explorer
And make a scene outta "Law and Order"
My team puttin' raw on corners
Yeah we choppin' grams
Got a rasta man that pop the can'
Out the dollar van
I'm still in the kitchen
Whippin' with them pots and pans
Take ya wife
I gave her white sauce like the halal stand
Grindin'
Pump rocks so much I'll make the plug hot
I'm a lineman nigga
I could show you how to run block
Raid drug spots
Stop my shine I'm taking sun block
With a dumb thot, Barbie, 'rari color cumquat
Cane whippin'
Raisin' the bar
Like I'm weightliftin'
K spittin'
Bangin' over the car
I'm Blake Griffin
True boss
And my state of mind is New York
I move raw
And I'm killin' the hood nigga like newports
You a non athlete
Fuckin' weak
Like Sean Bradley
Fuck if the broad married she suckin' me like hard candy
Watch who you call family
Keep it on the waistline
Potato on the barrel
My gun spittin' steak fries
Son you regular piff
I'm medical shit
Cut'em bad they couldn't fix'em wit' the medical kit
My flow special and shit
Yeah my brain don't really work right
Have a hundred niggas on 4 wheelers and dirt bikes
Word life
I remember swerving on the turnpike
Now I got bitches eatin' my wood like termites
Hammer spray squirt a shot turn ya block to the Mandalay
I'm gettin' money like Kim K
Cuz I married yay
I do a movie broad day
That's a matinee
Got fiends fighting over the rock
Like Cam and Jay
I don't talk but clock 10 G's before the sun'll set
New York to London down to Summerset
Heard about they price the opposition fucked around and got they drummers wet
They stepped up and got they neck cut
Broke fist to knife fight them biceps flexed up
I packed 3 bricks in hidden panels in the lex truck
Wrote the book on corner dollars boy that shit text book
Y'all do it for the violence, I do it for commas
You do it for respect, I do it in silence
Fluffy pounds of different flavored pollens
A botanist with these flowers these boys cowards, shit
Way before the shine I used to bus dimes
You take tequila shots and then suck limes
That's why ya boys stay salty
Kneel down and kiss the ring im the face of royalty
See me on ya street posted in a Gi
Barefeet
Fairy MC's couldn't share the air I breathe
Grapple sequence leave you sleepin' once I squeeze the RNC
People speakin' on His Ruggedness it seems they all agree
Prestigious pedigree respected 'cross the seven seas
If nothin' turn to somethin' face percussion when you step to me
I take your mere presence disrespectfully
My mans jump out them caravans
Turn ya fam to refugees
Met my best friends under sketchy circumstances
You met besties in dance circles wearing stretchy pants
A reckless glance'll get you wrecked
Perchance you can get the hands
Switch the stance
Verses got'em in a trance
Major impactor
X Factor haver
Master rhyme crafter
Matter fact
City on my back
My act have fans crowdin', shoutin' from the stands and jumpin' out the rafters
Once Rugged touch a mic stand nobody can after
Listen here I'll make it crystal clear like water out in Bora Bora
Lean out the ford explorer
And make a scene outta "Law and Order"
My team puttin' raw on corners
Yeah we choppin' grams
Got a rasta man that pop the can'
Out the dollar van
I'm still in the kitchen
Whippin' with them pots and pans
Take ya wife
I gave her white sauce like the halal stand
Grindin'
Pump rocks so much I'll make the plug hot
I'm a lineman nigga
I could show you how to run block
Raid drug spots
Stop my shine I'm taking sun block
With a dumb thot, Barbie, 'rari color cumquat
Cane whippin'
Raisin' the bar
Like I'm weightliftin'
K spittin'
Bangin' over the car
I'm Blake Griffin
True boss
And my state of mind is New York
I move raw
And I'm killin' the hood nigga like newports
You a non athlete
Fuckin' weak
Like Sean Bradley
Fuck if the broad married she suckin' me like hard candy
Watch who you call family
Keep it on the waistline
Potato on the barrel
My gun spittin' steak fries
Son you regular piff
I'm medical shit
Cut'em bad they couldn't fix'em wit' the medical kit
My flow special and shit
Yeah my brain don't really work right
Have a hundred niggas on 4 wheelers and dirt bikes
Word life
I remember swerving on the turnpike
Now I got bitches eatin' my wood like termites
Hammer spray squirt a shot turn ya block to the Mandalay
I'm gettin' money like Kim K
Cuz I married yay
I do a movie broad day
That's a matinee
Got fiends fighting over the rock
Like Cam and Jay
Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Reynolds
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