Verse 1:]
 I got a hotter steez, drive with exotic keys
 It's not at ease, bless niggas like they gotta sneeze
 Connect blessed me with a lot of trees
 Now I could plot a freeze, go with the wind when I spot a breeze
 From fake necklaces to bootleg Timb sales
 We all about the Malachis of York and stem cells
 And won't hesitate to let the trigger blow
 Cause all of my seeds just make a bigger flow
 I like the timing, repent for a [? ]
 Leviathan you're high up in, I write words to violins
 Cash to stack a van up against the cracker plan
 The blacker man still get the ammo like Pakistan
 Nice goal, hit your city and dice roll
 And slice holes like Lombardi at the Ice Bowl
 Hit with the wammo, three [bad word] in camo
 What up fammo? You know we still got the ammo

 [bad word] ]
 Man, this [bad word] with ammo [bad word] a grip
 Staying equipped, moving hand to hand to flip
 Land and dip with ammo on the man to trip
 Plan to rip, the gun is like a tongue with a banana clip

 Man, this [bad word] with ammo [bad word] a grip
 Staying equipped, moving hand to hand to flip
 Land and dip with ammo on the man to trip
 Plan to rip, the gun is like a tongue with a banana clip

 [Verse 2:]
 So it's like a firearm and they not on safety
 Play my courts like gods like something like AC
 Understudy of a Pun drop, [? ] and the Jay-Zs
 Niggas hate me, take three, try to stop me
 For each and every one of you origami
 [bad word] on every track I'm on, portapotty
 War with poppy, verbally I'm more tsunami
 You aim on him every time [? ]
 Open sixteen I'm in I can [? ] abort your army
 Iller man manhandle the [? ]
 Still got ammo, your panel now falling to shambles
 Hang rope, get cancelled like you WB
 I'm gonna eat, hustle then breeze
 You ain't [bad word] with me
 Simple math I divide a couple hundred MCs
 From bricks to lyrics, aim specific
 We got more shots in the biscuit

 [bad word] 

 [Verse 3:]
 Talking on scope slip through the darkness and trees
 Weak or hardest indeed, make every artist [? ]
 My clip full of ammo, [bad word] in threes
 Bootstrap, new rap, symbol on the fatigues
 Brave years of hardships, now I make that hard [bad word]  Moshpit marksmen gun blast regardless
 Corner the market and set it off like Frankie
 Cause these niggas just asked and y'all wanna thank me
 Mainly I boast for the [bad word] that I stand for
 Allegiance [bad word] when y'all hitting the dance floor
 I never lose sight [? ] that's two nights
 Had more than two fights when they was hogging the mic
 Modelling type, my looks exceed what you imagine
 Mid-thirties my [bad word] and still make it happen
 I hate the past tense, I rock for now
 With Snowgoons, J. Sands, Main Flow, sugar high

 [Interlude]

 [Scratching]

 [Verse 4:]
 Hey yo my man the east born told me the streets warring
 Ran the castle, dodge the shells that keep pouring
 Early morning until the night transforming
 Far from dormant, the [bad word] out without warning
 The [bad word] s unlike the north side, Killa county
 Home sweet home but feeling like an out-of-townie
 I don't [bad word] with snakes but yo they still around me
 Plus the jake carry heat just to grill a brownie
 Straight up [bad word] is real, let the trey-eight buck
 Better not tell a soul when you ain't wake up
 Cause them boys know the feds better than they know the ledge
 Big gates blow the bread on some [? ] blow their head

 Right off the shoulder, the kids getting older
 And the war's getting colder so I dip to SoCal
 Lay low and profile cause I got ammo that make it go blow