[Verse 1: 10KNYX]
Yuh
I want this plague, God
Where I don’t have to act hard
I think that it’s wack, dawg
I was molded to match God
I dealt with the last fraud
Tectonics attach parts
Bass rumbles with rap gods
I been all in a slump
But don’t get no assumptions
It ain’t heat that run from
I create it
And eat in abundance
The funds on a black card
I have fun with the raps, dawg
But
If you think I slack, dawg
You must sniff on that smack
I wish they would stack odds
You get clapped, dawg
On a track, Bars will attract ours
An attack, charged with assault
Sawed off his whole squad
Just tune in
Turn a monstar to a long bar
Might pull up
I’m the coach, dawg
Don’t approach, dawg
The flow just be antarctic
I ran yards
You a damn carcass
The antics shan’t garner any fans
The plan’s tarnished
They frantic
Never planned shit
Now we blam shit
Understand this
10K on a banister
We band together
Makе sure he’s branded
Thеn we slamming everyone you stand with
Sticking to my guns without a damn stick
N***as shooting loosely
That ain’t man shit
You a goner
Going out on cam shit
Can shit
[Interlude: 10KNYX]
Lemme chill the fuck out
I got class in the morning and shit
Hahaha
10K