Verse: Na$tii
I hear a tire crunch the gravel
Ready for the battle
Gripping on the paddle
I ain't beefing with nobody
I ain’t bummin with the cattle
I'm like Mullen with the Zilla rail
A villa filled with chattel
Psychedelics in my system
Knock my head round like a rattle
Got that Bella on my keychain
Looking whiter than a chapel
Got Griselda in my brain
U really think I'm tryna grapple
Saw em scraping up that body front the staples
Saw em lacing up that chronic with the angels
It’s ironic how the paper
Make em violent to they neighbour
But they begging that the robber baron
Stay replacing labour
Arms for caper
Lungs full of vapour
I put up my hands up for a second I was actually a savour
Got no love for any middlemen
But I respect hustle
Can't play games with the business
Not expect to meet the muscle
Can't placate to these bitches
Or they'll slap u with the muzzle
All my brothers staying ignant
Matching pieces like a puzzle
Matching pieces of a designer
Doesn't mean u got a style
Brought yo girl out to the crib
She asked to suck me with a smile
Gully spit that ugly shit
I'm na$ty bitch I'm fucking vile
I been here for a while
Pose in front the body pile
Cut em finger off ya hand i catch u
Stealing my shit
You ain't really been a fan u just here
Reaching for shit
I ain’t got another second
I ain’t hearing yo shit
If u really hate this music shit then please go quit
Got a second in the spotlight
I'm sorry that u wasted it
Yeah u got the mop out
But u just working maintenance
I just need substance that’ll take me where the mason is
U stand under the flag pole
U covered in the nations piss
No recovery its final
Fuck u and I mean it
I'm not anybody's idol
Yeah that hunger make u smart
But that starvation make u primal
Aiming at the shadows
Up that hammer like a trial
Smoking gamma i ain't stopping
Till they quoting from bible
U ain’t popping u just talking
All yo lyrics sound recycled
U put rapper in to bio
Now u thinking that u special
Go deflate that ego
For they catalogue yo dental
Lil bitch