African Religion LO.CEASAR

Yo what's goin' on boss lemme get a LO.CEASAR
[Verse 1: YL]
Dirty fingerprints peach snapples
You know what the season is I'm leanin' it
Yo my vocal trace has got her feinin' kid
It's all peaceful women, crazy bitches
I'm a genius and shit
Don't believe me, who the illest in my region it's him
Your brain is empty like the pads on my MP
I'm celebratin' life without the confetti
Keep me as a distant memory bitch you know my pedigree
Rap supremacy the only thing I waste my energy

[Verse 2: Starker]
Be like a neighbor lightin' dubs in the stairs
You smell my remedy
Yo 99 percent of my music provokin' felonies
Bring drama yo' family affair, fuck what they sellin' G
I double that for half of the price, let's make some chemistry
Ayo from 10 to 3 movin' soda, smokin' on yellow weed
You might remember me for precious metals in my ghetto teeth
Misplacin' my fronts
800 dollars for the video
Straight out of Italy like Sopranos had flew in Furio

[Verse 3: YL]
We linked up like a Cuban
Smoother than a baby ass
I rock a navy hat that Yankee fitted when I'm layin' back
It's LO.CEASAR just another level up
No competitor mama hit me on my cellular son
It's 05 with a dime on it let me rhyme on it
Yo' beat ain't official 'less I'm on it