VINTAGE!

[Produced by Wrathmatics] [Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah... [Verse 1] Tell me what it be like Stage fright with five mics Straying from the source won't be nice Ryan Gosling with the flow, they ain't fuckin' with my drive I can close my eyes and kill it, yeah nigga it's Suge Knight Rhyme tight like fuck your stamina Fuck your opinion, I'm post winning, yeah I'm post judgement Took the crown so you know I wasn't budging Then I dropped Starship so you know I was post sinning That's a victory lap in your girl mouth, and that was next Ain't no punchline this bar, yeah I'm the best Bout to make an atom bomb, drop it, then I flex Cause I know the fuckin' future and he died in my ex So fuck a hater who test, I ain't playing' See what I'm saying' I'm stomping the competition 'till I put they stomachs next to they brain like they Krang [Hook] So I don't care what you think you got going' on Cause I've been winning For a minute And I don't care what you think you gone do You in my way And I'm a get it Yeah niggas know Yeah yeah niggas know (x9) [Verse 2] Yeah, run up I’ve been cold for 26 summers Trying cop like 47 Hummers So I need the spread like hummus Bet against us I’m whipping the beer truck and passing Stone Cold Stunners Like what, D T A, yeah nigga yeah nigga, run with us or run from us Crippler crossface to any fakes make em tap like they were drummers Cause they said I fell off What view from the top when I drop Like Kennedy in the drop in the shot Swear I’mma make everything stop Why not, yeah I been the fucking cream of the crop So savage, I’d elbow drop a fuck nigga for the guap So lavish, Ric Flair could cut a promo bout how I cop see how I chop yeah yeah Wrathmatic, Nyle and me G A T like a D D T Vintage Orton (VINTAGE!) Chilling with a white bitch on a white girl so sterotypical what She’s been snorting They be like yeah why he so importmant Cause I put Tampa on my back, took it off the map and I moonsaulted straight inna motherfuckin' orbit Keep my weight up like Norbit