[?], yeah
Finally retire, my momma’ wrist countin’ digits (Damn’)
Leadin’ boy, number one, boy, you is second
I hit the dab and then Azstro go second
We switchin’ and steppin’, they cannot correct it
We are the apex of rappin’
bster just hit my line, he said, “What’s brackin’?” (bster just hit my line)
I said, “We painted the pictures, no caption” (“We painted the pictures, no caption”)
Big brother Azstro, the truth can’t [?]
Bang!
Stacks higher than the empire
Mad trust? You a damn’ liar (Mad trust? You a damn’ liar)
I done brought the sauce, I [?] the firе
bster said, “Get it” (Said, “Get it”)
Yеah, we’ll supply it (Yeah, we’ll supply it)
Since the blade finna’ ignite, now you dyin’ (Now you dyin’)
AzstroBoii, show ’em why we robbin’ (Why we robbin’)
AzstroBoii, show ’em how we flyin’ (Aye, aye)
I’mma end it last, takin’ no sign-ins (Aye, what?)
Cheffin’ up in the pot (Pot)
They be sayin’ “Whatchu’ got?”, Damn’
Aye, but you know that I got it (What?)
Money fallin’ out of my pocket (Cash)
Money fallin’ out of my wallet (Cash)
Yeah, you know I really got it (Brr!)
Bass hittin’, bass drummin’ (Bah!)
Yeah, you really get to runnin’
I am a God and yes, I am a beast
And then I grab on the money like I grab your girl, huh?
Oh, I might nut like a squirrel, huh? (Yeah)
They be sayin’, “Whatchu’ doin’?”, “Doin’?” (Damn’)
I be on the beat ruthless, damn’ (Damn’)
Pass the beat to AzstroBoii, hey (Yeah)
Yeah, you feelin’ sh*t always
Slick and sporty, whippin’ foreign
Spit a portrait, gettin’ head durin’ this recordin’ (Ah!)
F**k ya’ Jordan’s, b*t*h, I got my kicks imported
Weak n***a get to sh*ttin’ on it (To sh*ttin’)
Go harder than bricks and mortar
Snatch chicks and the chick ride d**k and watch Rick and Morty
And she gets rewarded
I bust on the lips, send her back to your crib with a kiss good mornin’, wait (Wait)
Thank God, I’m the swank God
Minimum wage for ya’ day job (Hoo!)
Ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
‘Cause I’m grindin’ like a f**kin’ chainsaw (Aye)
Swankin’ on ’em like I’m Based God (Based God)
My life is a movie, my mouth, it be rappin’
The sh*t I spit is straight out the book that all this sh*t is based on (Oh-Oh)
And I think I spit flames, call ’em a [?]
Fingertips, slayin’ n***as, get slain when I [?]
Things I ripped shoulda’-, where you b*t*h n***as?
I’m messin’ wit’ this, my, wave is smooth, n***a
Wave a big d**k, to make you make sh*t with straight realness (Woah)
I’m, too great to be phased by you little n***as
Me and PE$ goin’ ape, b*t*h, straight kill n***as (Yeah-Yeah)
We too ill wit’ it
We are not one in the same
Let these n***as know they lame (Yeah, woo!)
F**k is they sayin’?
Tell ’em to stick in they lane
Don’t wanna’ hear them complain
F**k out my way
N***as just don’t understand
They really think this is a game (Nah)
No, we ain’t playin’ (Nah)
Me and PE$O, we go “Bang!” (Yo’)
Me and PE$O, we go “Bang!”
Me and Azstro, we go “Bang!”, aye
And your body, it go “Swank!”, aye
And they sayin’, “Why you do it again?”
This is legendary status
Floatin’ up in the atlas
Yeah, I’m floatin’ in the attic
But I’m grindin’ since the bench [?]
Leave you layin’ on the pavement
Yeah, we are Gods, don’t forget it ([?])
Everything I said, I meant it, haha
Yeah
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