[Lyric] Scorpion Scales (PHZ-Sicks)

[Sample]
We ready
We ready
Yeah
We ready
Yeah

[Verse]
These niggas wanna test a conscious rapper
Cause they really think I’m a peaceful De La Soul, blossom rapper
They right, cause when I pull that woah out
It will instantaneously turn these Joeys into Six after
Fans put money on my books as I end that chapter
Name still ringing in the streets, my jersey in the rafters
Got you open like churches during covid with these fucking pastors
Them offеrings don’t cure shit in the herе and after
When y’all talk about Sick, you say that nigga goes
When they told ya’ll to recycle, they weren’t talking flows
Take them lil thousands out the bank, IG it for the show
Put it back, no wonder why y'all all dating the same 3 (Hooooo)
Know fiends with a Shannon Sharpe nose so we sell it all
They been raving about it, so now we ball
From eight balls like we walked two hitters
Dyslexic with the ratchets, that’s 2 APCs that strictly 4 you N.I.G.G.A.Z
You lavish hate, while I’m out here cashing bets
You see the caged bird singed, now its’ catching jets
Things try to break me, Drago, but I won’t tear up
No mental luggage I carry-on like Beyonce to Farrah
See, y’all niggas are Tim Allen in a sitch
Brag about tool time, knowing damn well you gon' snitch
Y’all ain't six-tenths of a Black Panther villain so kill mo
Y'all Puppet ass niggas be taking the L, moe
Yeah yeah yeahs from the crowd, bitch I’m Brodie Lee
Champion in life and death, Mr. TNT
See, I’m above par
Niggas hands go up after they’re under arms like Superstar
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Yeah