Bass drop. Feelin my sh*t yo face stop

Kick gonna hit on the head bop, head top reppin the buzz no dreadlock

Caught my sneak diss I messed up, depressed im stressed gotta rest up

Believe im best, ima go flex with the chest up, then I rest im blessed up

Trippin on vibe and these notes, whippin on mine its leased though

Releasin decent beats need the grease increased to please this bistro

Fake f*ck with it now sh*t he wrote. sh*t gettin old i dont need no

Deceased flow at least i feast beats like beast, i rhyme like im east coast

sh*t, off it. ima go off till you forfeit

Come to my fortress with no garbage no shortness of breath or i toss it

sh*t, classic. these b*tches fake nose plastic

Weight Jurassic can't fit in a casket need lactic acid

Master mind fast i find disaster rhymes blast i grind my light gone cast through blinds
No class she won't last if im inside pass her ass like grass to mans in line

Can't decide which man to sign slammed in grime one to harass the mic hang in tight frost just might bite the flight you on ima f*ck it up fast on sight

Reminisce about a b*tch that got syphilis little miss couldn't resist little di*ks fill her list with a tip she gon kiss dismissin this b*tch

She owes necks but no sex won't go next protests she knows best won't go flex rolex she so vexed go home stressed no cheques with nose pressed

Motherf*ckers hope be gropin hoes with broken throats woken hoe chose to moan forced to throw her clothes exposed to bones she blown alone slowly closed

Feel them. I swear to god i could feel them. f*ck with no sealed tip i could feel sh*t need real men feel free on the steel pen

Bass drop. Damn. Feelin my sh*t yo face stop

Kick gona hit on head bop, head top reppin the buzz no dreadlock

Caught my sneak diss i messed up, depressed im stressed gotta rest up

Believe im best, ima go flex with the chest up, then i rest im blessed up