SRB separation confirmed
(You know it's a serious one when you hear this) coming up on, uh, staging
The burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds
You know it's a serious one when you hear this
Yo, me and Lil Cap, Carns Hill, that's militant
I was down bad, now my riches infinite
Takeover imminent, know that they're feeling it
When I'm on the beat, man, I feel omnipotent
When I'm on the beat, man's really here, drillin' it
Yakkin' the cup, don't worry 'bout spillin' it (brrr-baow!)
Legends that fuck with me, and they're in my team?
That shit got me feelin' so privileged (yeah)
Back in the day, if I want it, I'm stealin' it
Cookie on deck, I'm in need of extreme relief
Only back straps every time that I'm billin' it
I will not buss it if there's no seal in it
Don't give a fuck 'bout your deal, won't deal with it
I will not sign for no quarter million (no way)
Got bare snakes in the grass, I ain't feelin' them
Ten M's and I'll consider it
332 on my chest
Hopped on a flight and I flew out west
Yeah
Blew up a cheque and I got me some Off-White's
And I done got me a vest
Even the haters run it back
And Lil Cap, puttin' Sweden on the map
I ain't ever been the one to fuck with
So I run numbers, start beatin' up the track
Switch-up's my thing, K.O. one time
Been at it for years, let that shit sink in
I scream when I jump on this ship, it's sinkin'
Trap phone jump, and it's ring-ring-ring
I got J's like Kevin
Don't slip, I'm flying, you won't see a single thing
'Cause I got shit to fucking bring, Cap
And I took one trip down to Bristol
Shoutin' out P Money, 'cause he had man backstage
Boy Better Know, shellin' out place
Shit had me screamin' out BBK
And my boys in the cell with the CDJs
So I go in whenever you see these J's
I'd never thought that I'd see these days
When I jump on the riddim, I'd see replays
Now I got a clear vision in my mind
Call me Kanté, in the future, I'ma see these Ms
Make more money than your Dad
And your Mum, and your teacher all off of CPM
Know me, I'm a demon on the mic
Get a wheel-up every night, any beat, any BPM
Same don tryna throw their bread off at man
Nowadays, didn't wanna know me back then
Two-step all the way to the bank
Are you mad I could proudly say I did that?
All gas, no brakes in this bitch
I don't switch in this shit, I ain't ever gon' flip that
Did you jump on a track with P? Nah
Did you make a track with Carns? Nah
Hell nah, motherfucker
You ain't goddamn shit, you ain't mad 'bout bars
Shout out GBD henchman
Like a set of DVDs
Say "Run the album", but it's TBD
Only smoke you gon' be on, CBD
All my life, I've said, "Leave me be"
Only makin' choices could even me
Not even my doubters believed in me
Two-man Army, leave 'em dead in the scene, whoa
Yo, them man just actin' up
Talk bad in the flesh? They're backin' up
On the drill, man's one new bachelor
With the flow, oh-so spectacular
Flow is oh-so fabulous
Through the night, man grind, not Dracula
Manna sweep up the room, immaculate
Them man talk wass, inaccurate
Villain on drill, might come like Madeira
They wanna know which prick is bad enough (who?)
Can't keep up, they've got no stamina (no way)
Man's won amateur, but no amateur
Don't need accolades, man's gettin' paid
On the low, flip beats like spatula
Carns on the beat, drill ambassador
Me and Lil Cap, causin' a massacre
Dump on your tracks, easy, man had to double the plaques
Soundboy round then, now I'ma circle it back
Yeah, see me, don't give a fuck 'bout your acts (brrrr-baow!)
They know about me, no cap in my rap, freely
Money is what I attract, I jump on the beat (yuh, yuh)
All I do is just slap like Phoebe
Smokin' on beats like a pack (brrrr-baow!)
Baddie, she on me and she got the back and the DD's
Love how she makin' it clap (clap, clap, clap, clap, clap)
You won't catch me on the side of the line like Luigi
Brudda, you must be on crack
Climb to the top, and I'm reachin' my peak like I'm Fiji
Sittin' on mountains of stacks (yeah, let's go)
I do whatever the fuck that I want that will please me
Livin' my life to the max, yo (bitch)