(The king of iron first tournament)
(Good Job Dera)
Hop out the whip like Humble
G's go up like Jesse
Pick up the ball, no fumble
Brother kick flow like name was Messi huh, Messi
Yeah
Alladat chat bro, shutup
None of them betas 'wan try press me
I do not care 'bout who dropped this
When my man gave you a handout
You ain't never gave back shit
Back when
No one ever cared 'bout
If i wanna air out
Now they wanna talk 'bout risks
Told 'em
We not sweet, no bakery livin'
Flip that llama, making a killing
If i see that man, i might spill him
Splash it, do the damage and dip
I'm lethal, off myself 'cause i'm evil
Demon, double edge on that heathen
Shellem, huh, look
Spin that block incase he still breathing, huh
Think my blood run blue 'cause my heart is cold
Yeah, yeah
Only thing that them boys drill is a fuckin' screw
That shit get old (Huh)
Be about it, don't sing about
Talk hunnas
How can 7GRAMS turn 7 years in a lot
Yeah, free my brothers
Free the bros
I'm tryna see Double O in a foreign
See Grizzy Green on a two fit
See dozen trees in my forest
Ain't no loving me when i'm goners
I know couple g's, with a couple g's
Ain't no death without dishonour
And i'm proud to say i'm all shit
No cap, no flex, no fuck, no worries, yeah
Ride around with the watercress
And a belt bag full of molly
Talkin' shit, we ain't 'bout that
Yeah, 7 till i get bodied
(You lose)