Lyrics

My pen wash your face I'm a wolverine Nigga Eating MCs like piranha streams nigga My rusty SK turn your Robbins to a bikini Nigga Bloodhound sniff out the bread Panini nigga I cause more of this Rigor mortis Murder during the day before my wife I see the florist Isotoners on triggers porcelain porous I smoke a personal forest before the chorus You can't fuck with it on or off court bitch Nobody taught me to eat I go myself and fish Loading an extra clip Equipped on some Selfridge shit Imma fill my fridge nigga 'til him out this bitch You can calculate but never measure up to this Keep fronting we know you're scared lunch is in Till I can hundreds swim Pungent counting doves again, Slugs again Colombian ties, we wrap 'em in the rugs again Leading the charge, Plug him in Eating manicotti over your damaged body My roamers they handle shottys Aroma make a man stomach knotty Candles, hammers and dump hobbies Blamp you and watch you run like Rick when the Gun got him Black and red wallows with the gum bottom I'll stomp you fucks into a body pretzel Stuffed with dusty lead, my pencil be ya body stencil Godly Hammurabi, Mensa King, my plate assembled Armadillo, keep a shell, it's instrumental I crack ya dental, over sips of Lentil Saganaki with the Voodoo, broccoli got me oriental Windows into my soul, explore my pen stroke Tuxedos on a credenza, wild as a den of Dingoes You couldn't mingle with it, in or out the ring bro Ima Gennady blow, jaw tap and spine tingle Climb ropes of defeat, knock out your fine dental Classy nigga but tools shine like a school of minnow A duels fine, I got bars take you to Godly temples Template stockpile bump stocks, stocks and crypto It's simple, I plan to get it 'til I'm zombie mental It's rainy with a chance of cloudy Indo Two grenades in Grenada, nigga they wanna calm the gringo Ayo my lingo put your hopes in limbo I embody what you wanna be but we ain't kinfolk Eating manicotti over your damaged body My roamers they handle shottys Aroma make a man stomach knotty Candles, hammers and dump hobbies Blamp you and watch you run like Rick when the Gun got him Black and red wallows with the gum bottom