Pushing the limits like Kyrie, might be

Smooth like a moon walk, Jackson Mikey

I been in the top of the charts like a header

Don't got my phone, write me a letter

Don't need a mic, I'll rap from the table

Don't need a pistol, I got my brothers

Don't need a tag, don't need a label

Don't need a mac, don't need a bagel

This that Weather-man shit, Prophet, Yamato

This that building up in flames, doctor claim you comatose

All my bros, All the hoes, All them watching from the sto'

Better check your f*****g watches

Cause its time you gotta go

Bars go ballistic move in the groove

Smooth flow never miss s**t

I be on that pimp shit, might be sadistic

Rap with a Game Face On, no fake chains on

And my grind going strong, and my bars like a bomb

Got an army of dons, I'm the King of the game

You are fighting the Kong

You're fighting the boss

I'm the keeping the dot on your head like a cross

Look!

Like 21 savage (A lot)

.22 came in the package

23 half court

24 bars give you damage

I'm none of the average, keeping it simple

None of the garbage, keeping it clean

Got my attraction

Smoking the Za, I'm feeding my passion

Look!

Simple rakhi raachu flow

Simple rakhi raachu beat

Got my homie Yamato, he a muhfuckin' beast

Ops kati saro besi always running with my heat

Fake bitches kati ho kaile 10 kaile 20

Dhar thiko paari hidi always put it on repeat

Never let a hater win we the muhfuckin' G

Yo tah flow aggressive ho kaile maja kaile rees

I'm the butcher cut you up into

Piece piece piece!

I gotchu bro, I gotchu