DROP!

Verse 1 I only slay the games I kill at My skill at rap is that I mame those ain't feel that I spill a map texture . I flex when I lecture Paint a picture . rip your script . your shit bites like some dentures Indent cement like a paragraph I rhyme heavy When my rent is due prepare to laugh Behind plenty See these bills got me playing hookie Back in school Was these pills got me paying bookies You know the rules Fuck being bullied . kick a fart outta bully's ass Stick his bitch then brag about it in art class Rolling paper planes . filter ripped report cards Getting ripped like retards cut off short at resorts .bard! Forget Higgs Boson I'm the coming M. Bison That's a big bang theory with a deadly throw . Tyson Advisement . only date the girls who like the way dome taste Stay Silent . every time I hear here wanna hit my own face Verse 2 I'm not the type of person likes to waste my time And when I'm on the mic my verse pace white lines Rolling down the block Cann Ox in my hand It's a cold world girl . parents just don't understand I'm from another land . rubber bands . veins . bloody hands Muddy vans . surveillance . I'm famous . feds got other plans Studied translations . invasions and last stands I'm the last one standing . translation . my last fan From the trash can . transformation to ass man Catching bitches like fishes like I took a class on bass . damn Put in work then shine at the bar after working time Then I'm slurping swine soda jerks serving turpentine Liver swimming b'more to d.c. you try and stop me? That shit is like o-twelve Phelps beating Lochte . you got me? Fuck you walking out this . I kill it When I'm on the mic they be like whatchu talking about Willis?