[Intro]
Aha (Woah! Yeah!)
Know, we takin' niggas on a slow walk down a long dark path (Woah! I gotcha!)
It's nothin' but math, son (Yeah!)
Ayo, son (Woah! Yeah!)
[Verse 1]
Meditatin', medical marijuana patient
Hammurabi text
Definite bad bitches out in Texas (Oh, yeah!)
Suplex, enemies catchin' pellets from two TECs (Brrt)
The best soup, better than bitches that do my breakfast (Mommy!)
No pork for anybody on my guest list
Specialist exodus investments, accession (Ah!)
Not a welcome hand, no question (Nah!)
Natural selection, I'm the best ever symbol, it's not a blessin', it's the cursе (Penile!)
Angel of dеath in assault, quick to murk you
Twist heavy weight, elevate of a spliff
Perfect different circle (Smoke)
High science and vibration, heavy mental fuckin' with us
Niggas facing annihilation (Kill you!)
Pupil dilation, live nation (Yay!)
Dominican niggas devour Haitians
And for ancestors we pourin' libation (Different!)
H20, you need some hydration (Church)
[?] I was shakin', don't really nobody hatin' (Boom!)
And don't know nothin' 'bout a baker (No, nah!)
Money fast and the powder raises, son, yo (Oh!)
I show baby the bag and it started salivatin'
I gave us centuries worth of salvation, son, yo (Toma)
I really wanna do songs with Doug E., Jay and Cardi B (Aho)
Dominican divas and jazz poets, hear the math and you know it's me, son (Nackman!)
Curated by WSG (Oh yay!)
Deuce Trey, infatry, incredible consult (Gang!)
Burn metal like welders seven helpers (Aha, [?])
Higher degree celcius and hell need a shelter (Woah)
Seltzer water, watch it bubble
Listen, I can tell you, no, we not linkin' with no type of felons
I give you the boot, bro, you got the goose sex, son (Yeah)
I used to sell crack for a livin', started sellin' pot of dope by the buildin'
Pills shortly didn't rafter (Trash!)
You think you movin' up but you runnin' in place like a Stairmaster (Aha!)
Fear factor
Information, internet signal inconsistent, you lost niggas in the matrix (Bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu)
La becaneria, se le ve, I be like, "Que lo que", my niggas bring in the bricks by the basement, son" (Que lo que)
Aha (Woah! Yeah!)
Know, we takin' niggas on a slow walk down a long dark path (Woah! I gotcha!)
It's nothin' but math, son (Yeah!)
Ayo, son (Woah! Yeah!)
[Verse 1]
Meditatin', medical marijuana patient
Hammurabi text
Definite bad bitches out in Texas (Oh, yeah!)
Suplex, enemies catchin' pellets from two TECs (Brrt)
The best soup, better than bitches that do my breakfast (Mommy!)
No pork for anybody on my guest list
Specialist exodus investments, accession (Ah!)
Not a welcome hand, no question (Nah!)
Natural selection, I'm the best ever symbol, it's not a blessin', it's the cursе (Penile!)
Angel of dеath in assault, quick to murk you
Twist heavy weight, elevate of a spliff
Perfect different circle (Smoke)
High science and vibration, heavy mental fuckin' with us
Niggas facing annihilation (Kill you!)
Pupil dilation, live nation (Yay!)
Dominican niggas devour Haitians
And for ancestors we pourin' libation (Different!)
H20, you need some hydration (Church)
[?] I was shakin', don't really nobody hatin' (Boom!)
And don't know nothin' 'bout a baker (No, nah!)
Money fast and the powder raises, son, yo (Oh!)
I show baby the bag and it started salivatin'
I gave us centuries worth of salvation, son, yo (Toma)
I really wanna do songs with Doug E., Jay and Cardi B (Aho)
Dominican divas and jazz poets, hear the math and you know it's me, son (Nackman!)
Curated by WSG (Oh yay!)
Deuce Trey, infatry, incredible consult (Gang!)
Burn metal like welders seven helpers (Aha, [?])
Higher degree celcius and hell need a shelter (Woah)
Seltzer water, watch it bubble
Listen, I can tell you, no, we not linkin' with no type of felons
I give you the boot, bro, you got the goose sex, son (Yeah)
I used to sell crack for a livin', started sellin' pot of dope by the buildin'
Pills shortly didn't rafter (Trash!)
You think you movin' up but you runnin' in place like a Stairmaster (Aha!)
Fear factor
Information, internet signal inconsistent, you lost niggas in the matrix (Bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu)
La becaneria, se le ve, I be like, "Que lo que", my niggas bring in the bricks by the basement, son" (Que lo que)
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