My ammo saws through you, are ya feeling this?
Who’s man more raw than my ill intent?
Got more camouflage than a chameleon
Ya wanna camera pause, get a million
Smoked weed (wheat) with biscuits and bread on the plate
No peace but the biscuit and lead in my waist
Order 66 back-shooters and I ain’t talking basketball
More than fifty minutes to have losers bend their friends like they malleable

Mirror reflecting on my past thoughts
Pedal to the floor rollin thru asphalt
I drive past walls of a******s on bathsalts
It's not their fault. They had sauce, but that's lost
they took the wrong path,
it get mortal like kombat,
i get Offset when i see All Ass
go schizo psycho when im on that
then i cock back and my glock pops fast
smoking all tall grass, ima ball, swamprat
cuz my opps got clapped, parts is not attached
i done clocked that gnat, and i'm off this rap

verse of the day

Put it on the fridge!

i keep a glock in my hip
cuz they keep talking that s***
and the cops will acquit
extendo as long as my d***
she hmu im an opportunist
she hawk tuah yea she talkin to it
in my prime cuz im optimus b****
ima stoner i pull up to Compton w Wiz
taylor gang but im not with the swift

Cuts open the cup floweth
Draw a red bath, run up a blood omen
Hell is hot, the tub's smokin'

Two fanged love potion
Black Philip with the horns growin'
Wet the edge and let the sword hone 'em

A hanged man in stranger lands
With several digits changing hands
A Grecian chorus could never make the band

While makin' money always makes the man
God's been layin' plans
For this moneychanger table dance

A boy's club been codified and coronated
Bite a hydra head off
Everybody corporate raided

You're awaited
Sketchy faces get a court arraignment
All you gonna spin an affidavit with a formal statement

Too many rings for engagement
Take his flowers back
Store his ashes in the porcelain vases

Bingo bango
In outer space drunk off Tang: Mango
It takes two to Tango
So I jang hoes, no Bang Bros
Unchain me like Django
Came out the dirt like Rango
Still knee deep in the mangroves
Used to park the Dodge Durango
Now I valet the mauve Range Rove’
They lift the door up for my Jane Doe
My life’s a movie no Fandango

Off the dome no pre-written freestyle

My back broke from carrying this rap flow
I don’t have to know how I get back though
Now scaring the hoes like Danny Brown and JPEG coast to coast
I be blaring audio smoke, slamming down the vape pen on those
Who call me old say I worn out of edge, yet my blade sharper than your sledge
You better instead start a case that can harvest my name and turn me to mesh
I’m impressive, yall compressed with excess on the end of your bed, left depressive, not anti-incentive, I’m the man who damned you on this planet
Intergalactic flow like Luke Skywalker
I shoot high talkers and use flyswatters to smack the crap out your lies and you mind-caughters
Who got wounds to cauterize? I’m super fly with heat, your rhymes too discreet, we use to find peace in serenity, now I need beef packaged neat, send to me
Ravage and weak, that’s the energy
I’m mad as a beat, I mean a pending sleek
Aimed at your cheek, hit you once you wonder what you be, hit you twice, you lie on the street, Slaying haters with AK-laced verbs, the hip get slipped like my discs from making paper, it’s pure anger, 100 percent vapor, get the gas mask you under death’s capers

in florida i get her wetter than a hurricane
mfs prepping, getting safer urgentlayy
like Helene is old news, it was her mistake
but now we got that Milton
winds knock over buildings
water doing the killings
protect the olds and children
damage in the billions
i got a sinking feeling
Mother nature is the villain
my racks gon have no ceiling
im praying for some good willing
can a ho tell like Hilton
a secret, no revealing
water and wood is on her billing
her heart b**** im stealing
i said f*** Hurricane Milton
she jerk me and she milkin

I’m south of the eye wall
F*** it, I ball
Need more weed
To the smoke shop I crawl
The ground is saturated
Traffics complicated
Im gonna have to wait it
Will this b****** make it?
Protect my 2 cats from the cat 5
Winds reaching 200, now that’s high
They think I’m Florida Man, I’m not that guy
When it’s all over I’ll need to be pat dry
Can’t find a Hilton, so it’s f*** Milton
Can’t predict the path it keeps wobblin’ and tiltin’
This ain’t no hurricane proof buildin’
If I see Milton’s ass swear to god ima kill em

Whole thread funny

Unfair to compare; your wack verbal bow-and-arrow
vs these .762s filled with William Blake’s bone marrow
Sherm ate the Red Dragon AND took a bite of The Scream,
broke Escher’s hash pipe & left an empty tin of sardines
then posed for three studies at the base of a crucifixion
while you steadily send self-tapes to My Strange Addiction,
hoping they finally make an episode about your habitual fixation with stepping to the mic for self-inflicted humiliation

The last few bars

let it rain let it rain
let the truth be revealed
let them know how you feel
let me stack from my deals
let me cook, eating meals
wind will blow, beating seals
beating goats, beating chickens
beating cows,
i told that b**** eat me out
sky thick with creepy clouds
hunkered down. deaths pronounced
bodies floating all around
i be smoking lots of loud
Milton ho'in, to Pound Town
im tryna curbstomp that clown
tryna break him like a gown
im a dog, im a hound
from the swamp, we've been found
rain stomp, jump up and down

hurricane hit me, its a power outage
i be rolling joints, yeah that flower mountain
phone gonna die, surrounded in doubting
time to recharge, use my brain as an outlet
stack that money i count it
she gon squirt like a fountain
ima be chillin loungin
no power its astounding

no power but im safe
i got power like im Ye
overpowered w my drac'
smokin flower in the Wraith
i like to party, call me charli
my opps is potty, they smell like caca
i got the zaza, she call me papa
i go rara, lalalalala
b**** i aint playin no games
up the uzi & i spray in ya face
body tape in the place
dump ur face in a lake
you can hate if ur lame
but im jus sayin im amazed
i got wood like a frame
i can cook, unashamed
uve been booked, run away
knowledge is power
i wish i had power
but i got a lotta hours
kush and gelato sours
ass fatter than Latto's bowser
i splatter in a bottle like chowder
she chatters and swallows it louder
she badder than a dagger used in a homicidal Albert
whos Albert? got food from his sons
she drink oozes of c***im shootin the drum
no puking, u s***!
lalalala nonsense
nonsense kodak just stop it

molly & tequila thats my breakfast
im sleepin gettin neck, thats my headrest
cash or credit, im runnin if she pregnant
she from Reddit, oh lesgetit
low on merit, whos in Paris?
i cant share it, but i wear it
drip in the wind i air it

i write with my right
if it aint right then its left
not to get political, not to suggest
but is it typical to get head
in a swimming pool gettin neck
and an imbecile comes to check
hes livid too, shouting threats
i grip my tool and spout at his head
i lit the clip, as loud as i said
feel like a mouse on some meds
im in the house, sippin red
im unaroused by bodies dead
thats all he said

know i got God wit me
lets do coke like Whitney
lets get crazy like Britney
lets do so much like it hit me
lets get hungover feelin silly
no regrets, i grab my willy
bah! bah! semen do the killy
is u bout it? is u really?
tryna see another trilli
overpriced ass Tillys
tryna f*** Flo Milli
she gon Jack my Jilly
she a Jillionaire
I'm a gazillionaire
she ride my d*** like a chair
my energy is rare
style on dont care
i hit it raw like a bear
all the ugly hoes stare
i pull a baddie's hair
thats her mare
drop the snare

got my wings Jamaican Jerk
bad b**** she give me that Jamaican Jerk
y u bein rude u an anus jerk
she stroke me thats a painting jerk
a stroke of genius she strokes my brush
i blow her up, i know a s*** who blows and f***s til her throat give up
feel like noah bruh the way she arch her back
i f*** that twat give that thot a heart attack
feel like DMX, where the party at?
in enemy gang territory issa opp attack
drinking tequila like i want all of that
my pockets fat,
my d*** big
she lick tip with lipstick she grip it
im gifted, d*** lifted, spirited
i hit it, get digits and never call
she lick my d*** and my balls
god i jus gotta have it all
so give me everything

Kiss the bride; it's your own living dead girl
Sawtooth in the face, cuddly as Cheshire
Gothic with the wrist; second health bar
Smell her in the kitchen cookin' up readin' Bell Jar

Feel like 2018 Uzi with this flow

Always beating feats, let me carry them
The way they see (Sea) me eating, pescatarian
Wrist been frozen, I don’t know him, he delirious
We don’t speak no more like we watching for librarians
Scenarios change, but I stay the same
Sicarios bang, but I make a chase
Why so scary though cause I don’t play no games
Merry-Go the way these rounds shave your brain
Stereos breaking out when I gave them praise

Buried in trap paperwork
I’m cooking in my cubicle
I wanna kill my boss
I got cocaine in my cuticles
Ask the neighbor for a cup of sugar
For the boogers
Gives you Zero Fatigue
This ain’t a hit from Monte Booker
Catching table highs
Gotta Git-R-Done like Larry the Cable Guy
Feelin like a ghost in this dark trap
Call me Sableye
A million at the stove
A whole home on the range
Iced out my neck and put a home on my fangs
Auntie butt naked singing Home On The Range
Bad b**** suck my d*** from Rome to LaGrange