“Check Yo Self”

Ya motherfuckers better check yo self

I gas up the twelve I got the wealth

You better watch when I give ya a nightmare

Beware how you come at the boss you just a butler

I make the dope into a million sittin in the back with liquor

Yo tryna trigger the general of rap you gon step in to a trap

Don’t step up to the beast before my wrath will be lethal

Smoking illegal shit my wallets be full like the Bible

This gon be a survival warfare my shine got the glare

You dare to come at the king I’ll hit you with a comeuppance

Sippin on the pink substance I got the chips n the dip

I got the wild habit gon put these niggas in the casket

I take over the planet I let my flow sink in like the titanic ship

You gon slip on my ice I got the game all frozen

I been the chosen one follow my lead into the party with the smoke

I’ll hit ya with the lecture I build up a pressure in ya brain

My flow be insane I done drain up the water that I been clogged

This soul done haunt me in my sleep can’t be awoken

I risen up the fame the game done chose me to set up the flame

I claim my spot to be unstoppable fuck being humble gon cause a rumble

I kill every avenue i done let the blood spew out this my new route

I put this track on a loop I let my dream to be pursue

I got overdue flex zone you became an unknown to the rap

Check yo self before I Hide ya in the bottom of the ocean

Yo bitch keep on throwin it back like a dirty bitch

Yo flow n bars be garbage got em stuck in hostage

I got the ice cube in my drink sippin on the gin