Untitled Song

Mastered up, patterns that fracture an abacus

Scavengers panic, I'm cracking ya cameras

Packing up amateurs, vanishing challengers

Handle the damages, stacking up bandages

Truly, rolling a doobie, I’m groovy and unruly

tuck in da coogi, don’t move or get moody

Movie clip in the uzi, I shoot like I’m Woozy

Rubies floodin' my jewelry, y’all losin’ profusely

Chewing beats like a smoothie, I’m loony goony

Head hot, duckin’ the fed watch, check Glock

Lead pop, spin him like hedge stocks, next stop

Feds got pictures, the lens locked, get got

trigger got him brain speaking

drill him now his face leaking,

ripping till his veins weakening

Hardly equipped, still I spark me a clip, then I party and dip

Sharper than Kith, they ain’t raw as the clique, they just barking and fib

Target a hit, if I spot me a lick, then I carve up his ribs

Markin’ my tips, turn the bar to a gym, now they spar with the fists