I spit these flows, fatal blows
I'm a beast with a vest, fire S .K .S.
What you thought, homie jammin'?
Wrote em in the trap when
Don't think, with the DJ mixer
It's a criminal touch, take a swig of the lip
I produce an effect on a sinister mind
from the minute I started
It's how I push weight in this
While those garbage, they fell off the path
I collect all human scores
know the trigger get pulled
Call me a little temp, but a big ass hood
We official, no need to ask
On me after the indictment
We a little town, but a big ass hood
We official, no need to ask
On me after the indictment
First star, G -Rams, no glams
I ain't fucking with you,
I'm Dr. Hiram, from the west ,
It's an alter ego in this yellow touchdown
It be Sub -Zero, we know,
Storms in my brain got me
gold from the top like it's cocaine
and say Mackie livin' Coupe de Grace,
these evil ways, I'm in the maze
I'm CEO of these copyrights
We of ficial, no need to ask
I'm in from the cup, we blast
We a little jam, but a big ass hood
We official, no need to ask
I'm in from the cup, we blast
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