[Verse 1: Rapsody]
Billy blickity, blickity blank, blankin' out
Tryna get it warmer than the Cayman Isles
Like these Jordans they fought in, I got this many styles
That these niggas can't seem to file
Little league of my own, like pitchin' off the mound
With boobs, fallopian tubes, these dudes gon' know me now
I'm serial
Killin' at willin' and feelin' very proud
AP, I owe you and I ain't talkin' vowels
Huey P, double D, I swear it's the future now
Cold and I be pushin' this itish to leave you all astound, brown
No Z, they know we holy
The illest boldy to point break in between the new and all the goldies
Oldies that molded the many ways I flow it
Kickin' this itish, they catchin' like a goalie
[?] never dare, just like the police
Forever these niggas scared, they want no more beef
'Cause we killin' like reef, my flow is deep sea
Fire, retire, never these degrees
Press fire, the sire sweat and my heat team
Jamla the acaddy, coolie respect the seams
That we sewin', I guess I really go in, no dream
So they callin' me, now I glow [?] with ring
Torchin' 'em with the torch I carry
Like Roman mortuaries
Dig it though like bury, I buried it and married it
And accept responsibility, no arrogance
Had a talk with my nigga, you know, some therapy
'Cause Digga holla'd and she really seem to care for me
Rah Digga, what up?
Guess they darin' me, darin' me, double darin' me
Pairin' me, I'm apparently narrowly, ball from [?]
'Barrassing, I'm embarrassin' merrily all these niggas
Concentratin' on labors and bigger figures
Movin' up in this world, I hear they dig us, dig it?
Dig a class, spazz on these niggas and have these niggas trippin'
Rewindin' my verse, hearse, I really kill it
Shout out to the ones in here who really feel it
Feel it, feel it, like Dennis the Menace to the finish
Tryna carry on for my lineage, I know my flow is [?]
See me not, forever hot
Went in on the jawn without nothin' left to jot, Rap
Billy blickity, blickity blank, blankin' out
Tryna get it warmer than the Cayman Isles
Like these Jordans they fought in, I got this many styles
That these niggas can't seem to file
Little league of my own, like pitchin' off the mound
With boobs, fallopian tubes, these dudes gon' know me now
I'm serial
Killin' at willin' and feelin' very proud
AP, I owe you and I ain't talkin' vowels
Huey P, double D, I swear it's the future now
Cold and I be pushin' this itish to leave you all astound, brown
No Z, they know we holy
The illest boldy to point break in between the new and all the goldies
Oldies that molded the many ways I flow it
Kickin' this itish, they catchin' like a goalie
[?] never dare, just like the police
Forever these niggas scared, they want no more beef
'Cause we killin' like reef, my flow is deep sea
Fire, retire, never these degrees
Press fire, the sire sweat and my heat team
Jamla the acaddy, coolie respect the seams
That we sewin', I guess I really go in, no dream
So they callin' me, now I glow [?] with ring
Torchin' 'em with the torch I carry
Like Roman mortuaries
Dig it though like bury, I buried it and married it
And accept responsibility, no arrogance
Had a talk with my nigga, you know, some therapy
'Cause Digga holla'd and she really seem to care for me
Rah Digga, what up?
Guess they darin' me, darin' me, double darin' me
Pairin' me, I'm apparently narrowly, ball from [?]
'Barrassing, I'm embarrassin' merrily all these niggas
Concentratin' on labors and bigger figures
Movin' up in this world, I hear they dig us, dig it?
Dig a class, spazz on these niggas and have these niggas trippin'
Rewindin' my verse, hearse, I really kill it
Shout out to the ones in here who really feel it
Feel it, feel it, like Dennis the Menace to the finish
Tryna carry on for my lineage, I know my flow is [?]
See me not, forever hot
Went in on the jawn without nothin' left to jot, Rap
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