Guillotine Flow Big K.R.I.T. (Ft. Rapsody)

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh?
You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh?
Eh nigga this that guillotine flow
I’mma cut them niggas down, shorty, anything goes
Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty
Now I’m on my king shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit
Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit
Give ‘em that dope that fiends get

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
5 star flow, been a while since I done bossed up
Round table talkin’ I’m seasoned so put the salt up
Get crossed up, I’m Crawford, you awful, give the ball up
We all in, no fallen’, from that platform, got tossed up
Like [sit here?] don’t worry about these others
If I let you push that foreign with fins that mean I love you
Put that shit to heart, played my part, 'til my closet's Noah’s ark
Gator toes, fox and furs, matching belt, life is hard
So I hit the strip money making KRIT
Used to bang for a block, now I’m on my acre shit
40 and a mule, anything else minuscule
I ain’t asking for your plate, I just wanna be full

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Shorty cause this that guillotine flow
I’mma cut them niggas down shorty, anything goes
Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty
Now I’m on my king shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit
Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit
Give ‘em that dope that fiends get
You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh?
You geekin’ huh? Yea you geekin’ huh?