Toxic

Fuck with me like you love me and you don’t want me to leave

yea baby gal won’t u put it on me

I’m not with the bullshit don’t try to pull it on me

everyone expect Superman lately that shit ain’t me

krytonite is chronic leaves I get green in bulk like hulk when he angry

drugs like Babylonians and Romans

destroying the temple

I’m just washing in the ashes of the red heifer

I don’t know if it’s lust or if it’s greed

fuck me like you love me and you don’t want me to leave

hole in his side he’s proceeding to bleed

he did it all for Eve as above so below the lungs aeveoli even look like trees

we inhale what they breathe

besides the point he died for you and me

live with an attitude of gratitude and maybe you’ll wake up an perceive

that everything ain’t what it seem

I wash in the ashes of a red hyfer right by the stream

I mean heifer tell em biters do better

ready to slice em with the machete like melons don’t get diced to a piece

Or berettas take off your beret when team slide with the heat no Miami

DEFCON bullets so hot pierce right thru your Teflon we ain’t jamming

we on live not talking I G leave you in ICU pull out your IV tube

Call a doctor to stop me autograph your autopsy send ya mama a copy try to detox from me they gon need toxicology messin with ya brain like we talk psychology

Tried packing boxes for Amazon found out I was a grave digger

it’s just in my veins my dreams are way bigger

lying pack of foxes turned out to be some gold diggers skate off with eight figures

colder than a narco comatose nigga

sicker than Ebola uncommon unlike the cold nigga

Ya chick like a pretzel she gon fold nigga

Midas touching blunts that’s rolled gold in it

Pop eyes with the spinach yea I love my collard greens

Not fucking with these hoes y’all are feins

My behavior is similar to Nicholas cage

When I get in a twist and fit of this rage

Possessed by the Witch to put pins to the page

Like loose leaf was voodoo dolls just know when I spit a phrase

I ain’t jokin when I say it

I’m Bruce Lee punching coockoo clocks

I get the paper my new lu lu shoe on I’m off moon rocks and I’m faded on occasion i shroom pop