[Intro]
Not gon lie, lowkey long ass intro
[Verse]
Real crisis
Big prices
Real ice is
On my right wrist
Like COD
Like ISIS
My niggas got guns, no fightin'
Speak up boy, please stop eyein'
Man down but the bullets keep flyin'
Crowbars 'cause the shells keep pryin'
Better look for a home to retire in
Nigga try step to me
Them choppas singing like symphony
This shit like boom beach
My niggas got the artillery
I'm thinkin' devious things
Having malignant soliloquys
Turn it up 10 degrees
Shit I just had an epiphany
Nigga pull up with that, pull up click clack, pull up get yo shit splat
Nigga tryna run-a run around we get that
Get kicked back at a kickback
Ride with a coon with a rocket like Chris Pratt
This shit stuck like tree sap
Feel like a dentist in the game, need a big plaque
Need my name on big tracks
I'm runnin' it
I'm gunnin' it
Don't test me
Got one in it
I stack it
I bundle it
I get to the bag, can't fumble it
Got cannabis, can't handle this, this vandal shit, it's dangerous
All my opps nee therapists, don't step to this, it's perilous
You a fuckin' casual, parry this
Y'all niggas y'all on some scary shit
Bouta get a jetpack on barry shit
Double vision off one donperi sip
3D shades I see blue, see blue
Got shot down for the bricks, I'm Tfue
Don't talk tough, can't wait 'til I see you
Touch my Glock so much, it joined me too
Y'all boys stay on nuts like Risu
I'ma keep spittin' that gas, that diesel
Leave y'all niggas with crumbs like seagulls
And this shit ain't legal
I think your future's unforseeable
Tryna plead, but I'm not agreeable
Now all their bodeis are unretrievable
We set the bar now it's unbelievable
I'm doing shit that is impercievable
You know my status is unachievable
Me and my niggas are unsurpassed
Chasing this bread, got some bags we amassed
Paul Bunyan racks
Chop down the charts like I had me an ax
I got the metal if you wanna scrap
Like a school threat, got a gun in my bag
Like it's a pencil, got lead in the stash
Ain't no X-Men, but your future has passed
Got dividends if we talkin' bout cash
Your divot ends if you stop droppin' trash
You first to snore cus you niggas too lax
Like boston tea, fuck with me and get dumped
Bungee cord gang, you run up and get jumped
[Outro]
First track, got more coming on the way bruh
I got y'all
Not gon lie, lowkey long ass intro
[Verse]
Real crisis
Big prices
Real ice is
On my right wrist
Like COD
Like ISIS
My niggas got guns, no fightin'
Speak up boy, please stop eyein'
Man down but the bullets keep flyin'
Crowbars 'cause the shells keep pryin'
Better look for a home to retire in
Nigga try step to me
Them choppas singing like symphony
This shit like boom beach
My niggas got the artillery
I'm thinkin' devious things
Having malignant soliloquys
Turn it up 10 degrees
Shit I just had an epiphany
Nigga pull up with that, pull up click clack, pull up get yo shit splat
Nigga tryna run-a run around we get that
Get kicked back at a kickback
Ride with a coon with a rocket like Chris Pratt
This shit stuck like tree sap
Feel like a dentist in the game, need a big plaque
Need my name on big tracks
I'm runnin' it
I'm gunnin' it
Don't test me
Got one in it
I stack it
I bundle it
I get to the bag, can't fumble it
Got cannabis, can't handle this, this vandal shit, it's dangerous
All my opps nee therapists, don't step to this, it's perilous
You a fuckin' casual, parry this
Y'all niggas y'all on some scary shit
Bouta get a jetpack on barry shit
Double vision off one donperi sip
3D shades I see blue, see blue
Got shot down for the bricks, I'm Tfue
Don't talk tough, can't wait 'til I see you
Touch my Glock so much, it joined me too
Y'all boys stay on nuts like Risu
I'ma keep spittin' that gas, that diesel
Leave y'all niggas with crumbs like seagulls
And this shit ain't legal
I think your future's unforseeable
Tryna plead, but I'm not agreeable
Now all their bodeis are unretrievable
We set the bar now it's unbelievable
I'm doing shit that is impercievable
You know my status is unachievable
Me and my niggas are unsurpassed
Chasing this bread, got some bags we amassed
Paul Bunyan racks
Chop down the charts like I had me an ax
I got the metal if you wanna scrap
Like a school threat, got a gun in my bag
Like it's a pencil, got lead in the stash
Ain't no X-Men, but your future has passed
Got dividends if we talkin' bout cash
Your divot ends if you stop droppin' trash
You first to snore cus you niggas too lax
Like boston tea, fuck with me and get dumped
Bungee cord gang, you run up and get jumped
[Outro]
First track, got more coming on the way bruh
I got y'all
( Jamesonjah disciple )
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