Point guard shootout yeah we on wid a swissh bruh/
Minds Eye killed em new releases like a virus/
Call me king gat to relocate down to Cyprus, Heavy with the flow need a scale when I spit bro.
Flow too easy please nigga believe me, feeling like im Compton/
A nigga wit an attitude, interludes?! Never do phase me like a hook bruh/
Always in the wound how im moving it be cutless.
Savage with the bars every rapper gon be cut throat/
Me im serving chills down your spine like a wet dream/ Yeah we want fame aint ask we just take bruh/
Beemer serving fumes all ma niggas gon be caked up.
We just want the racks we dont even need the Isles bro/ Flow so silky it remind me of the waterfall/
Fees must fall ma nigga we need a rebound. 3 point scores they mistake us for a Benz Truck.
Call me Bryson Tiller dont you ever! Ever! Wreck yourself/ You are just a lame lil nigga finna check yourself.
Beemer, Benz or Bentley we alla wanna get the work bruh / If i aint be rich what do niggas finna work for/
If we gon be slaves where the hell is the pride bro / Haters finna jock still asking where the hook be?! Swissssh!/
Grab on em buns boy me Im a hero boy compare me to a motion picture/
Marvel Marvo commics? Gawd like a Cosmic / On with the next one, pull up with a fresh one!!!