Now I didn't wanna have to do this (well goddamn)
But when I touch a mic suckers duck like I'm shootin'
I'm bootin' cookie cutter butter soft rappers
Wanna rip my style off me like a Snickers bar wrapper
Just hand it over man I ain't gonna ask ya
You ain't a cappa you a cherry flavored actor
If that's ya bitch you should prolly come grab her
'Cause she in the studio feedin' me chicken flavored crackers
What it do?
I'm still the rude ass terror dude
I still got the flu, still sniffing supa dupa glue
And I ain't finna stop 'til I'm blue
Keep talkin' that shit, you can kiss my kaboos
And for the record, I spot ya hoe like a leopard
I roll up downtown made her neck hurt
Without any effort
Cold blood mane I need a sweatshirt
The Molotov firebomb lookin' for a pill presser
Now I ain't said shit fo a minute
Still got mo dough than a chef in a kitchen
And I ain't gon' lie man I really been spendin'
What the fuck you think I did in this lovely pandemic?
Legend has it, Reid in the lab cookin' magic
And furthermore the shit he got in store is fantastic
'Cause last time I checked man he really been at it
I heard he pulled a four with a semi-automatic
The silly water drinkin', pilly poppin' stinkin'
Demon still skeemin' on a suck a bitch
Neo pets lovin' trick
Steady goin' harder than most
The king of the coast
I'm floating on a boat stackin' whole wheat toast
And never too quick to flip a cop
Motherfuckers need a stop
All the flockin' on my top, I'll drop 'em like a stock
You know the name and if ya don't, bitch ya better learn
Go tell the cops terror has returned
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