[ Featuring CRIMEAPPLE ]
That's why you're here, huh?
Okay
Whoa
Cats back home hating, saying shit to be saying shit(saying shit)
Paperless, I'm in Miami in the mall like an alien (whoa)
With illegal aliens, Brazilians, Panamanians (yeah)
You don't got a dime bitch in your radius, gotta question your waviness (not that wavy, bruh)
Take up a new hobby nah you probably wasn't made for this (nope)
Crucify you on the vinyl, catch a body on the laser disc (wow)
Fly your head on the cassette, my rep solid, no holes in mine (nope)
If the shows isn't popping the stove is fine if I'm so inclined
Regardless, I'm doing overtime barely sleep to get a stack
Moving around the map so much I wake up forgetting where I'm at (yo, where we at?)
Drop a slab it's ingles sin barreras mixed with pantera (what?)
Went from Peter Pan to Panamera pocket on Panera (ay-yay-yay)
He the one you should beware of in the booth with pair of
Parakeets any parody we should introduce you to cherubs (whoa)
To the crew you like food, out a few in your ear buds (uh-huh)
Talking 'bout shooting a fair one (yeah, alright)
My shit could burn through the plastic twice
Unmatched, why trap it for the asking price?
Did damage, God could ban us from the afterlife
Package like you could die faster if you asking right (yup)
So real, we oughta tax it twice
No frills, your shit lacking, you took bad advice (yup)
Top of the hill looking down like I mastered life
Got it cracking like Coke in a glass with ice
It's all love, I been eating, came from government cheeses
I do nothing egregious, I keep the flooding the pieces
They keep typing shit salty, I stay paid on a plane
You could cash app me now, I hit your tape with the flames
Or you could hit up Christine then I could get you some streams
I might know someone who know someone could get you key
I paid most of my dues, and all them shits wasn't cheap
Nah, don't talk to me rude, I'll make your fitted miskeen
Mistoleen or Mr. Clean on the bracelets, I can't shake it off
Paper long, the plate he lacing you with filet mignon
I played the swamp, came out floral in full bloom
Had to sweat over a stove at first holding a wooden spoon
I bon app the teeth on 'em, Jerry Hellers want a piece of him (yeah, alright)
Unbelievable, where was you when no one believed in this? (Huh?)
The right ingredients, y'all share modified with corn syrup
Turnt my life to heaven on earth although I'm still Lord fearing, whoa
My shit could burn through the plastic twice
Unmatched, why trap it for the asking price?
Did damage, God could ban us from the afterlife
Package like you could die faster if you asking right (yup)
So real, we oughta tax it twice
No frills, your shit lacking, you took bad advice (yup)
Top of the hill, looking down like I mastered life
Got it cracking like Coke in a glass with ice
(When you in alignment, you just know)
(You don't gotta question it)
(I tried to tell 'em from jump)
(Could you imagine?)
