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(Hook)
Captain's orders launch da Jets now I'm in da sky,
Killer Eyes smoked shut with an open mind,
Sendin' body shots @ me wit dey drunken rhyme,
Now dey all outta booze we see em chewing lime, (Chewing lime)
How could 1 nigga have so much sauce? Got your girl doing somersaults (somersaults)
Now she want me to play your part but I ain't tryinna cuff me no broads No No...
Sleepin' on me got you on FOMO, but your pride won't wake you up No No...
(Verse 1)
You could call me Ralph I'm not Polo coz I never compromise No No...
Styla' Sam s'top is on auto, see I ain't gotta switch it up No No...
Got you on dis Raw shit, Crew gone you horse kicks
Nd ain't talkin' Rari kicks,
I'm a knight on da chess piece, none ur u niggas could check me
Lookin' ass niggas none ur u could face me,
This is blasphemy it don't make sense to me
I'm too original dey duplicate dey fakes to me
She don't fux wit stoners but ur girl blaze wit me,
Puffin' on purple bitch you know I got dat Haze with me
If I Nut in her issa another mouth ta feed,
Satisfy her munchies nut her mouth wit Gizz
Indica, Sativa spoiled for choice wit weed
I pray everyday they legalize the tree
(Hook)
Captain's orders launch da Jets now I'm in da sky,
Killer Eyes smoked shut with an open mind,
Sendin' body shots @ me wit dey drunken rhyme,
Now dey all outta booze we see em chewing lime,
How could 1 nigga have so much sauce? Got your girl doing summer salts,
Now she want me to play your part but I ain't tryinna cuff me no broads No No...
Sleepin' on me got you FOMO, but your pride won't wake you up No No...
(Verse 2)
I pay da cost be boss, nd I ain't scared no loss
Not da nigga you should cross, I'm no ballot for votes
Throwing stones while I blaze call me a double stoner
With dos typa rhymes my nigga you gon' need a new toner
You keep boestin' you da shit but I ain't smellin' da odur
Hot 2000 wish dis honey was a little bit older
Yeah, was a little bit older
You boastin' u da shit but I ain't smellin' da odur
Happiness is a four letter word (Love)
Gesture of affection hold me tight (hugs)
I always fuck it wit dis night life
Hip Hop is da only thing I got
Rappers dig for Gold like dey forgot bwt Maricana
Eating Golden feet now we chowing mahhutwana
I brought up hood now dey call me Mavusana
I always pay homage yeah Lekazi makasana
(Hook)
Captain's orders launch da Jets now I'm in da sky,
Killer Eyes smoked shut with an open mind,
Sendin' body shots @ me wit dey drunken rhyme,
Now dey all outta booze we see em chewing lime,
How could 1 nigga have so much sauce? Got your girl doing summer salts,
Now she want me to play your part but I ain't tryinna cuff me no broads No No...
Sleepin' on me got you FOMO, but your pride won't wake you up No No...
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