No Hook

Smoking on this gas my mind racing bout money
You got designer but still dressed like a dummy
Cashed out on some thrifts I be lookin so bummy I'm comfy
Pants be so big I be tripping and stunting
On all of these lames
These lil boys can't stay in they lane
They something like tamed
I really am going insane

I would rock the chain
But id rather spend money on gang
That's just how I am
And that's how you ain't
Watch how I aim
For the sky for the sun
Like I'm coming the gods

Bro you a weirdo you beat please stop
Lookin like a lame dog
These bitches something like tamed dog
Always barkin my motherfucking ear off
Kick rocks
You bitches better fear god
Fuck a ring bitch I'm the whole damn team raw
Flooded with excellence
You something like pestilence to me gross
They be like bro you're so original
And you're not you sound like a fucking aboriginal

I was hatched in 03 my flow seems to be a little fucking freaky even to me
But I can't stop it
I'm in the cockpit like its topper you cannot hear
All these meta-fucking phrases that I'm spitting to your dome piece so strongly



Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Hanlon
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