Picasso Yung Oogway & Master Oogway

[Verse]
I'm going in, bitch, with a full clip and an Extendo
Play you pussies, Nintendo
Hold up, lemme amend though
While I'm here, at the end zone
All you people can't handle
That I'm way ahead of the gang, hoe
And I found this shit like I'm Enzo
I hope you forgiven me
That I think you broke hoes sicken me
Eat you like poké bowl, chicken pea
These rappers know no symphony
I pick a beat and I split the seas
Like I am Moses or epithamy
The Oki-nawa eat the beat
With somе bois grois, it's the villain me
Motherfuckеr, read you like an open book
Man man is shook, when I spit, I cook
Give a taste, give a look, shook ones, no hook
Hold up, I mistook, not a rapper, you're a crook
Grab the beat, I call it, like a Romanian grabs a wallet
Take my Porsche and stall it, spit fire, install it
And I evaluate it, not exaggerated
That my big stack do be saturated
And my bars' fire evaporated
I eradicate these rappers, all of them yappers
Like Count Vlad, I decapitate
The rap game is contaminated (contaminated)
To my bars, they're gravitated (gravitated)
Einstein is fascinated (fascinated)
Bitch
Need a sedative
If they ask if your song is good, they'll say it's relative (relative)
But the truth, it's not even listened by your relative
No flow, shitty bars, and lines that have no narrative
No competition, man, when I'm here, I'm too competitive
Free free Palestine, throw the middle finger up to Tel Aviv (fuck 'em)
Pussy, su casa, mi casa, mi caso
Pussy, their bombs create more Hamas, yo
Pussy, like the king, I'm chilling in my Palazzo
Pussy, making art like I am Picasso, pussy