Dat $tick (Freestyle) Denzel Curry

[Intro]
Uh, uh, something, something aye

[Verse 1]
I say it's Imperial, Curry is the sickest individual
Spitting liquid swords with no need for Bobby Digital
Lyrxo, I'm mischievous, I'm the king of this
When it comes to features, I'm the only nigga breathing, bitch
Killing tracks, bitch, I got the Glock to your weave
Tried to put me in a box, but yet I bob and I weave
You can have Bob's Burger, if you talking 'bout beef
Know some niggas with heat, between they shirts and they briefs
Hollow tips catch a favorite, niggas copy and bleach
Boy you think you street, yo ass barely a guard rail
Call me young Yu-Gi-Oh! 'cause Curry play his cards well
Ninja turtle bullets, so you know that be a hard shell
If them other few niggas try to harm me
Then that just proves that I'm a one man army
Never hated people that be putting in work
All you underground niggas just competing for dirt
Earth, I'm down to it which explains why I'm blessing bitch
The greater the power I possess, that’s an exorcist

[Interlude]
Ah shit, I fucked up, I fucked up
But aye, can we keep going?