Heir To the Throne

Ayo

The fiends looking real Uncle Fester, they sniffing pressure
In the lab cooking up that white girl like my name was Dexter
I'm so, extraterrestrial, being is trying to abduct me
Your bitch got that look in her eye like she wanna suck the soul out of me

Berretta's into the neck of anybody that doubts me, nigga
Fuck anybody who's ever thought any wrong about me, my nigga
I'm on a higher level of thinking, your ship didn't sailed well
Let that sink in, my nigga

Bars too in-depth like the bottom of the Mariana's Trench
You last in the depth chart, go grab some bench, my nigga
Ayo, you looking real pressed, my nigga, get that weight up, nigga
I'm a walking success, you looking stressed, my nigga

I'm the sacrificial goat, I'm feeling real blessed, my nigga
If you not dropping gems, you can't flex, my nigga
Who gon' stop me? The heir to the throne, the oracle told me
What's next, my nigga



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Writer(s): Alex Gonzalez-santos
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