SLEEP PARALYSIS Ham Sandwich (USA) (Ft. Louverture)

[Louverture's Tag]
That boy Lou gon fuck it up

[Ham Sandwich (Verse 1)]
Saying he bout it, I know he the opposite
Said he got fire, but he isn't dropping it
Hit with a semi, get hit with the Optimus
So many arms got me feel like an octopus
Niggas vanilla, but I'm feelin chocolate
You ain't got nothing, don't care what you offering
Do him so dirty, you can't even doctor him
So many sons that I feel like I'm fostering

[Louverture (Verse 2)]
Flexin my Ws, ain’t no room for that modesty
If you act sweet you get flamed like a Taki G
God Emcee, got your bitch wet from the thought of me
You fake as shit, your whole life is mythology
Louverture, Ham, we the rarest of prodigies
Glock on me, R.O.B how the steel kill him comically
Shots at your top, have you leaking like Kaneki
Yeah, you my sun but you don’t burn as hot as me

[Ham Sandwich (Verse 3)]
Thinkin he better is wishful thinking
Poppin the cork and I get to drinking
Dripping so hard but I'm never sinking
You isn't gang, and we never linking
Wet up his block, Splatoon, I'm inkling
Walk with a chop, a nigga limping
Droppin a track and my paper printing
Your money small and your paper shrinking