Accordion

This that accordion

Scrap that, record again

These half ass trash rap cats have got me bored again

I could slaughter them

Blood red cardigan

This yellow belly leave ya red nosed, don't pull that card again

Cause if you do you'll get popped

By these glad tight flows

You don't wanna get caught

Throwing shade like stones

With these words that I jot

I'm causing waves like Moses

Holy moses, jesus please

I pitty the fool that can't see me

Got nothing but a T and it's eight degrees

I ain't catch a cold,and no I ain't sneeze

I just bless it

Come through Spit that danny glover lethal weapon

If you coming with the lame shit keep it steppin g

I don't fuck with that I don't fuck with cops

I don't fuck with y'all so get the fuck from us

Get the fuck from me, cause that's all I got

Cause that's all I got

Me myself and I

No I ain't tell no lies

If I do I tell em yours you could tell em mine

On the day that I die, I pray they televise

I give you my resin, my cellophane, but sell em my

Everything

Baby go and sell em everything

My shoes, my cars, my wedding rings

My muse, my bars, my sweat and vanes

Everything in my pocket I was carrying

That's if I got it, but you get it sell em everything

Oh you hear it mane

If you don't I'ma turn it up

Leave you stuck like dot dot dot...