3rd Degree

[Griminal] SBTV, Griminal, 3rd Degree, new series, new set, new, everything, new bars Bear with me, doing it Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Check me out, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Man must have said that I fell off - dumb I jumped on the mic and i sped off - run Who wants to swing with the Lennox? Eyes getting red off the rum I tell 'em, come I spit that venom Tongue that'll sting like a lemon in a cut From a weapon Had a minute with your girl when I fucked in a second, like Suck your mum, I'm a legend I'm like fuck your suggestions You can't tell me nothing, I'm flexing I came in the game on a next ting And this shit I'm on the next thing, watch me [?] at a top speed Can't stop me I got Ps and a cropped tee like Roxy Cross me get the cross ting Run across me Not think you can compete with the top wing It's like they want the old flow back My boy on lock like you don't know that Your beats are dead, the vocal's wack Give me the beat like pap pap put holes in that Everybody's talking about, oh this gas You ain't known like that You don't blow no gats Yeah, but come and get me I'm pulling out more things than Go Go Gadget Better close your mouth No I'm not gassed Right now I'm all about dough and cash You know hoes and that Fold and stack And a couple more dons that I know like that yeah I'm still coming for the mobile fam cos you know that a man can go further than [?] you get me Listen, and I'm destined for greatness I want my name all over From the press to the papers And then from the set to the stages Independence for the majors I be the best for the ages And I'm better than men that have made it Yes it's a statement I'mma get in where I fit in And I'll make more bread than a baker's So from early I'll put the rest of you laters I told Jammer that if I ever stepped in the basement I'll turn your best to a patient Re-arrange the [?] I'll get Jason, I'm ready Bloodstains on my apron I've got G-Star jeans and the gal dem a rating the fragrance They're like 'When will he be back?' I sent a letter to my fans like PS I be getting played on the station And a spot at the top is actually vacant We be getting better while they're battling the cadence Travelling places The most random of faces When they act like fans but they ain't shit I mean, I mean gas when I pop up in that like I'm crazy I'll take you back to the basics - fuck you, pay me From a young yout I as eighteen Sprayed with the best of them I spat flames on the rest of them How you gonna pass? A. You ain't tested and B. You ain't better than C. I'm separate D-ese are my testaments E-asily bury them F with the letters and G-eezy I'm getting it Big like H and I'm dope like heroin My flow's heaven-sent but I still fuck with devilin' Lyrics how I slap Berettas in Double SS and I'm [?] Two two's nah got a cut for the dressing [?] [?] Fuck a suggestion