VERSE
I'm dangerous like the Devil's soul
White girls overdose on that blow
Look to the Future I want all the smoke
I feel like T.I on his 24’s
Just tryna climb up on the ladder
Who'd thought I'd a rapper?
Sway ain't even got the answers
This is just a preview, remove the wrapper
Fuck freaky bitches, but I'm not Deuce Bigalow
I done spent all my schmoney about a week ago
Yeezari yet to blow up with the illest flow
So high up that I feel alone
I guess I have the Midas Touch
Thats a perk but no Sleight of Hand bruh
In a bit of a crisis uh
I’m shining but no brightness uh
Relax, no trouble but wanna bring it back
Maybe pull her tracks
Rappers be counting their racks
I'm tryna find where the stash at
Up no insomniac
Talking smack only to get wacked
Deals no chit chat
Trades but no jack
I guess I just bodied this beat or somethin'
Just schooled your favourite rapper son
All you fake rappers embarrassed?
Bring the smoke I ain't scared of nothin'
Give that exposure, the awareness huh?
Smart ol bunny with the carrot huh?
Repeat my shit like a parrot huh?
I run this bitch like a errand huh?