Flow

When I spit my flow

It’s like a fucking volcano.

Man my shit’s hot and fast

man all your shit is slow.

So just keep talkin shit.

Go ‘head throw some sticks and stones

I’m like the atom bomb.

All I leave is fucking bones.

I know I’ve only been spitting for minute

But I’m in it to win it, spit and wipe the window with it

Whip the whip and call it quitting

Opinions picking at business kickstarted the killing

Whats your villain, me or some other chitin that's kicking

Kool kids we bring it and we sitting macking at the side bitches

Calling out to superstitions

But I turn my back on britches cause they make me wanna pitch it

Like Boo from Mario that's a hard reference to cart in though

fuck seconds I'm on the the next bitch

tell her hit the exit before shit gets hectic

my wallets not fit and far from anorexic

skip the skeptics, ya'll are full of shit like septics

I'm to sick to mess with don't give a shit bout ethics

so I'll leave your chest split you don't wanna test it

hit the spliff till I'm breathless

bitch quit actin' stiff 'cause you ain't on this guest list

I'll hit you with a broken left wrist

you just bought a death wish I'm the freshest

dressed the best and to blessed to stress

when I address the press I leave them impressed

yeah you know how flow go

part of everything

you like that feeling

that ling-grrs

tellin' her the baby ain't yours

cuz you was to turnt

to burnt

not ready to learn

codine in the left

blunt in the right

I can get you so fucked up tonight

grab a pack of swishers

tell yo' bitch you gonna ditch her

It's cold out tonight

I can take you higher than a kite

do you wanna fly in the sky?

then buy a plane ticket

your raps are so bad all you hear is crickets

get off my grill

your flippin patties

cuz i'm king of the hill

been kickin' since 02'

step on you.

Fuck I got shit on my shoe

They say insert anything here

"Shift a gear and pass a queer"

The early bird gets the worm

but the 2nd mouse gets the cheese

Im gonna continue rapping until they sick of me

Im higher than a kite

like michel Jackson

so fresh I turned white

I smoke so much my lungs are crispy

the smoke detector down there is gonna need a fixy

now he thinks he's superman tough'

but inside we all know he ain't nothin' much

Here comes a little viper

(filled with poision)

Get down I see a sniper

I'm getting to hyper on theese raps

I need to go to a hospital

put me in a staright jacket

look at my name in the chronical

Do work (do work), like a 9 to 5 (like a 9 to 5)

Speed it up slow it down let your booty drive (booty drive)

Ghost ridding in the whip you can walk beside me

Left Right Up Down just move your body (move your body)