Out Of Focus Noelz Vedere (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)

[1st Verse - Noelz Vedere]
What's good mufucka I'm back
And I'm ready to attack, with plenty of them adverbs
Rep it on the map, North side got me winning like a champ
Need confetti from the rafters
With a couple banners up in the wall
Put percussion patterns in figure fours
I could run it backwards achilles torn, and still get farther than you
Son 'em all I'll be fathering you
And y'all dudes ain't sicker than the bro
On a mission for the figures and the dough
Gripping ice twice thicker than the snow
White liquor to the dome, got me faded, flagrant
Thoughts with my dogs might kick it through your door
Like knock knock, give me everything you got got
Then we get to rolling never going for the (police sirens)
Stop, go, ride slow, I'm like Apollo you could copy that, CC
Fee fee's yeah we need
Comma's in larger size, this drama ain't dramatized
My minds been lobotomized modified for a kamikaz
Confident you ain't topping I, stop it 5
You ain't committing no homicides
All kind of guys tryna copy my copyrights
They know I'm working with ether
This how to kill a mocking bird, I'm mocking birds with tequila
Drink up drink up (she thirsty), steady swerving the beamer
My family savages they will taxiderm you and beat you
'Till you got no working features
But I'm chilling, riding heavy with my canines
Leaning out the window bopping steady to the baseline
Your main dime give facetime to the realest on the lake side
You getting pressed, we getting ghost, we out of focus