Gassius Clay

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Koncept Jack$on] Mutants be the show stop' coca, vok's or the Scotch Close my eyes where my inner lobes lie Bag a shawty in a linen holter top, festival bitch Yeah she seeing polka dots Settle your trip, we fleeing culture shot Measure a brick if we wanted stone pies; copped Plus the city's so live, biddies gon' flock in a Birkin stock flock You envious doc, and God's lineage defined by the skinny end Drop knowledge within, we grin when you tryna flex up We next, hit my net plug, off the D-web At the socials dressed in tuxes, the pink jet moving lustrous You wasn't wise fronting, now you kick buckets A dick suck from your slut, finger in her butt And that bitch love it (Yeah yeah) yeah yeah [Verse 2: Big Kahuna OG] O-G Before I die I need to see the Bills make the playoffs Until that happens I can't take a day off, I ain't got too much to hate on As far as rap tombstones I made y'all The dirt on your graves, soft, blow purp' on you This for that fuckboy, I won't get his name off A lot of childish niggas smile, leave your face jarred Mutant workshop production in the safe My new shit could prolly make a junkie sell his face Cop a little taste, come back through with a missing waist Rehabilitate, come back through in a body brace Wait a couple days, he crawling out the grave Just like Kobe balling through the pain You might know as, the Google boy in the desert camp durag Gorilla glue gas, baby girl Gemini but her moon saj Slow flow, I don't use xans, bring the doom fast Everything I make in the stu' cash, everything of late been that new crack Nigga [Verse 3: Fly Anakin] Mutant shit, nigga Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh Yo Shit was different at first Opposites attract the truth and it hurts Establish bonds with my idols, lay my youth in the hearse So where you from? All you niggas disappear with the puns In search of funds for my people, some'll cop me a gun Loose screws, known for carrying bad news in monsoons Floating, we walking but we scower through the ocean Plant seeds for the older Gods, enlighten the youth Inject the truth, kick the science for my niggas in jewels We never lose life, future type, architecture lectures for the leverage Bring the stretchers for the heads that imma sever What your worth is? Niggas been scheming Plotting for years making ways for you to serve for em I'm closing my pawns, smoke in the palm, uh Toss the middle finger to your honor, this is karma You hating that my team is getting stronger What
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Credits
- Writers
- Mutant Academy
- Koncept Jack$on
- Fly Anakin
- Big Kahuna OG