"Random Chatter"
You ain't never in the city...
How the fuck....
What the fuck...
How you bust?
Bruh....
Swear t to God....
Yo...
How about that?

9lokknineVerse:
You ain't never in the city how the fuck you n***as active
I be hollerin Free Lil Sonny til I''m screaming that shit backwards
How yo slidin, ain't nobody dying, that's a kappa rapper
Uh
These n***as lollipoppin, or better yet, them Boyz the rapper
If I call it, its disaster, nobody matters
N***as can't catch my drift, I be swerving right there past ya
You sent them Boyz to crash me, oh that's yo ass
Go get the paddle
I rock to make them ends meet, lil ninе ain't tryna battle
I peep you sweet, then I'm a rattler....turn to a snakе
I didn't even have no food, that boy was leeching off my plate
You think I'm sweet, then come and test your luck....and tell me how I taste
Im talking shell Catcha status, he got hit all in his face
Where the fuck you earn some status, I don't care bout what he say
He was screaming bout that static, yeah that status got him faced
I be reaching for the stars, if I catch one its erased
Hiding behind your entourage, it won't help you when you pay
That boy 260-something, he in yo bushes with a K
I hope nobody try to be a hero not today
That boy a nobody killa, that boy kill who in his way
You think he paparazzi, that's a killa in yo face
Aye
Give that boy a Roxy thats the only time he boot up
Lil 30 pill popper, he catch an op like give it up
He only tough when he wit dawg then by his self he pi as fuck
Thats when you catch him, fire him up
Thats on my mommy, word to moms
Naw I ain't no killa, i ain't never killed shit
She said what about that drill? I ain't never drilled shit
N***as dyin in that field
(Intelligible) the Dre (Draco) got kick
I fuck with OVO, but with this micro I'm a mosh pit
Go ask, them n***as know, that lil blackey been on fuck shit
Swift a n***a up, get in that dirt
Go check my stat list
Im talking really put in work boy I will flip and shit no mattress
Buddy must be hurt, cuz how he lying he just cappin
I say uh uh
He sold it good, I like how he be rappin
Go get active with them troops boy, don't leave em out here lackin
Out chea totin a deuce deuce, that's an accident waiting to happen
America flag, these boys be flaggin
Don't make me mad I get to blackin
Put shit up, no helium, reach for the stars I grab one
They must not be feelin him, I think its cuz I'm hands on
I was taught don't throw a rock and try to hide your hand
Uh
How the fuck you kill somethin thats higher where they land
Nevermind, I don't wanna know, Im pleading on the stand
If that shit was vice verse them boys go pointin hands
Thats why I don't beef with nobody thats what I'm sayin
N***as just don't like that G Neez ain't goin for nann