I eliminate the opposition
Your girl left my d*** numb like a circumcision
I’ll turn your greatest highlight into your worst decision
My boy an electrician, shut your lights out with precision
Uh, I’m desensitized to the buffoonery
pull out the Mac and deliver your eulogy
that little check you got, you niggas squandered it foolishly
tried to school your niggas, but you niggas opted for truancy
The hate is unbearable,
Your recent s*** was terrible
turn your life into a parable
Stay with a shorty that’s caramel
The hate is unbearable,
Your recent s*** was terrible
turn your life into a parable
Stay with a shorty that’s caramel
yo b**** a s***, she has a sharing hole
i cant remember her name, i think it was Karen O.
might be plankton's wife, what a scenario
balls deep in her guts, i bury those
Left hand refrigerator,
Right hand refrigerator,
shout out Lil B
the rest, smell ya later
alarm alarm
we got barbecue son
Odeon in the sun
now my skin like a gator
Big phallic, swing swung
your ears hear me, thun thun?
Lethal weapon, I flung!
hit ops like I’m Ty Lung
Balls furry like Ty lung
chest bare like ty lung
You say you a dog?
I say you a mong!
yo b**** a s***, she has a sharing hole
i cant remember her name, i think it was Karen O.
might be plankton's wife, what a scenario
balls deep in her guts, i bury those
If she for the streets she for the streets, I ain’t bout to crash out over that,
But we gotta separate myth from fact, you ain’t equipped enough for that,
you gotta humble yourself, excessive hubris is a sin,
Like a Shaq free throw, your s*** only hitting the rim
sitting in my room
fight demons like the dude in doom
soon gloom sweeps me like a broom
staring at the moon assume there’s a man up there to make my problems cool
they said they’d be gone along with school
but as i got older they got more worser
get a little money i spend it on mercer
they said going in debt won’t make me happy but you don’t know the hurt
if you think you can walk a mile in these kapital jeans you’re a jerk
so excuse me while i lace the ricks on my feet
christina chin boutta fix up my cheeks
don’t know when ima go but im going through it
if i die young might aswell look good when i do it
today is friday, i smoked my week away
you know what people say
you know thots and their evil ways
u suck more d*** than the beatle gays
Been running the trap so long I’m burnt out
Shorty wanna get turnt out
Ima c***inside her mouth
then Uber her back to her spouse
I ain’t never felt an emotion
No crack in my gangsta my nigga, I stay lotioned
everyday I sip on that purple potion
Shorty always wanna show her devotion
i just wanna f*** her and pass her on some hoe s***
You ain’t never had any motion
She gave me top and I had to lean back on some Joe s***
If you want smoke, I’ll oblige
Pull out the Mac leave you mesmerized,
Like a nigga looking at a stripper thighs at starlets
I ain’t never cuff on a harlot
I kill the p**** and pound on the carcass
I never miss a target
Make a statement, better redact it
Cuz my boys ain’t with the theatrics, they only about that action
And I’m only about fashion,
Tried talking money but you needed captions,
Your net worth is only a fraction,
Of my dinner date with a bad b****
said you caught me slippin you a schizo
My b**** thicker than lizzo
Ass soft as a pillow
Run up a check on Zillow
Bank account stay racking up zeroes
She wanna f*** me? I said Ditto
But I ain’t give her a nickel
And she said your d*** is too little
Call me Scrooge Mcduck the way I’m stingy with these bucks,
Call me a virgin the way I’m stingy with f***s
Body steel, bionicle, my opps reveal they not the GOATs,
These pipes bust and peel more than water blows,
I'm chopping you with steel, call my union hall
you know you suck and still slip into my tentacles,
This clip will f*** up peal, banana mode, I'm not the type to stunt, but I'm cynical,
Racking nice money flow, be (bee) more sweet than honeycomb
F*** your life, it's black and white, cause my shots leave you in monochrome
Rapping right, I got more here (hair) than a follicle, Simple bar, but far more effective though, My art is infective and diabolical
Radioactive hard, invented the atomical
Projectiles fly by in a mesh of vomit boasts, and ya know they tactile in your flesh, anatomical
Verbal skills murk and kill, on the gas too, This s*** make your liquid spill with solid flow, Crash into my mausoleum statue, watch the columns though
Got a vegan demon's attributes, let us (lettuce) spare guest (asparagus) plants the impossible
Speeding on these passive blues, I move like Sonic go
Kids recite my lines in school, too cool yet I'm the God role model, hoe
I’m liable to go postal like the nigga who delivers your mail
I’m an alpha male, out in France with shorty eating snails
That’s escargot, shorty ass so fat it’s heavy cargo
Garments one of one, I ain’t scan no barcode
My flow heavy like a b**** on her period
I bodied you niggas, and that’s on period
who want smoke w me?
i get blow for free
my ex hit my line
she wanna see
idk why
but ima be
like black eyed peas
jetski
lil pump piss in a bentley
yuh yessirski
pull up w a dime
p**** sour like a lime
destroyin twat like issa crime
F*** bein' on some chill s***
We go 0 to 100, nigga, real quick
They be on that rap-to-pay-the-bills s***
And I don't feel that s***, not even a little bit
Oh, Lord, know yourself, know your worth, nigga
My actions been louder than my words, nigga
How you so high, but still so down to Earth, nigga?
Niggas wanna do it, we can do it on they turf, nigga
Oh, Lord, I'm the rookie and the vet
Shoutout to the b****es out here holdin' down the set
All up in my phone, lookin' at pictures from the other night
She gon' be upset if she keep scrollin' to the left, dawg
She gon' see some s*** that she don't wanna see
She ain't ready for it; if I ain't the greatest, then I'm headed for it
Yeah, that mean I'm way up (Way up)
Yeah, the 6 ain't friendly, but that's where I lay up (Lay up)
This s*** a mothafuckin' lay-up
I been Steph Curry with the shot
Been cookin' with the sauce, Chef Curry with the pot, boy
360 with the wrist, boy
Ayy, who the f*** them niggas is, boy?
OVO, man, we really with the s***s, boy
Yeah, really with the s***s, I should prolly sign to Hit-Boy 'cause I got all the hits, boy (Ha-ha)
F*** all that "Drake, you gotta chill" s***
I be on my Lil Mouse drill s***
F*** all that rap-to-pay-your-bills s***
Yeah, I'm on some Raptors-pay-my-bills s***
All up on TV, I thought it'd make me richer
Wasn't payin' me enough, I needed somethin' quicker
So now I'm all in Niko basement puttin' work in on the phones
Either that or drive to Money Mart to make the pickups
Man, it's 2008, I'm tryna paint the picture
Comeback Season in the works and now I'm thinkin' bigger
I got 40 in the studio, every night, late night
Gotta watch that s***, don't want to make him sicker, that's my nigga
Oh, Lord, got a whole lot to show for it
I mean, we could really get it, we could go for it
I'm just here for the bucks and the billis, nigga
Don't make me kill one of the GOATs for it (Arf!)
I run this s***, they like, "Go Forrest
Run Forrest, run Forrest, go Forrest"
Yeah, I mean you already wrote for us
Damn, nigga, what's one more quote for us?
Oh, Lord, who else soundin' like this?
They ain't made me what I am, they just found me like this
I was ready... f*** that, I been ready
Since my dad used to tell me he was comin' to the house to get me
He ain't show up
Valuable lesson, man, I had to grow up
That's why I never ask for help
I'll do it for you niggas and do it for myself
F*** bein' on some chill s***
We go 0 to 100, nigga, real quick
They be on that rap-to-pay-the-bills s***
And I don't feel that s***, not even a little bit
Oh, Lord, know yourself, know your worth, nigga
My actions been louder than my words, nigga
How you so high, but still so down to Earth, nigga?
Niggas wanna do it, we can do it on they turf, nigga
Oh, Lord, I'm the rookie and the vet
Shoutout to the b****es out here holdin' down the set
All up in my phone, lookin' at pictures from the other night
She gon' be upset if she keep scrollin' to the left, dawg
She gon' see some s*** that she don't wanna see
She ain't ready for it; if I ain't the greatest, then I'm headed for it
Yeah, that mean I'm way up (Way up)
Yeah, the 6 ain't friendly, but that's where I lay up (Lay up)
This s*** a mothafuckin' lay-up
I been Steph Curry with the shot
Been cookin' with the sauce, Chef Curry with the pot, boy
360 with the wrist, boy
Ayy, who the f*** them niggas is, boy?
OVO, man, we really with the s***s, boy
Yeah, really with the s***s, I should prolly sign to Hit-Boy 'cause I got all the hits, boy (Ha-ha)
F*** all that "Drake, you gotta chill" s***
I be on my Lil Mouse drill s***
F*** all that rap-to-pay-your-bills s***
Yeah, I'm on some Raptors-pay-my-bills s***
All up on TV, I thought it'd make me richer
Wasn't payin' me enough, I needed somethin' quicker
So now I'm all in Niko basement puttin' work in on the phones
Either that or drive to Money Mart to make the pickups
Man, it's 2008, I'm tryna paint the picture
Comeback Season in the works and now I'm thinkin' bigger
I got 40 in the studio, every night, late night
Gotta watch that s***, don't want to make him sicker, that's my nigga
Oh, Lord, got a whole lot to show for it
I mean, we could really get it, we could go for it
I'm just here for the bucks and the billis, nigga
Don't make me kill one of the GOATs for it (Arf!)
I run this s***, they like, "Go Forrest
Run Forrest, run Forrest, go Forrest"
Yeah, I mean you already wrote for us
Damn, nigga, what's one more quote for us?
Oh, Lord, who else soundin' like this?
They ain't made me what I am, they just found me like this
I was ready... f*** that, I been ready
Since my dad used to tell me he was comin' to the house to get me
He ain't show up
Valuable lesson, man, I had to grow up
That's why I never ask for help
I'll do it for you niggas and do it for myself
If she for the streets she for the streets, I ain’t bout to crash out over that,
But we gotta separate myth from fact, you ain’t equipped enough for that,
you gotta humble yourself, excessive hubris is a sin,
Like a Shaq free throw, your s*** only hitting the rim
your future looking dim like a bad light
my bars jump over your head like a halfpipe
replied in two days, bad b****es blowin up my line
bad b****es doin lines of blow, thats right
F*** bein' on some chill s***
We go 0 to 100, nigga, real quick
They be on that rap-to-pay-the-bills s***
And I don't feel that s***, not even a little bit
Oh, Lord, know yourself, know your worth, nigga
My actions been louder than my words, nigga
How you so high, but still so down to Earth, nigga?
Niggas wanna do it, we can do it on they turf, nigga
Oh, Lord, I'm the rookie and the vet
Shoutout to the b****es out here holdin' down the set
All up in my phone, lookin' at pictures from the other night
She gon' be upset if she keep scrollin' to the left, dawg
She gon' see some s*** that she don't wanna see
She ain't ready for it; if I ain't the greatest, then I'm headed for it
Yeah, that mean I'm way up (Way up)
Yeah, the 6 ain't friendly, but that's where I lay up (Lay up)
This s*** a mothafuckin' lay-up
I been Steph Curry with the shot
Been cookin' with the sauce, Chef Curry with the pot, boy
360 with the wrist, boy
Ayy, who the f*** them niggas is, boy?
OVO, man, we really with the s***s, boy
Yeah, really with the s***s, I should prolly sign to Hit-Boy 'cause I got all the hits, boy (Ha-ha)
F*** all that "Drake, you gotta chill" s***
I be on my Lil Mouse drill s***
F*** all that rap-to-pay-your-bills s***
Yeah, I'm on some Raptors-pay-my-bills s***
All up on TV, I thought it'd make me richer
Wasn't payin' me enough, I needed somethin' quicker
So now I'm all in Niko basement puttin' work in on the phones
Either that or drive to Money Mart to make the pickups
Man, it's 2008, I'm tryna paint the picture
Comeback Season in the works and now I'm thinkin' bigger
I got 40 in the studio, every night, late night
Gotta watch that s***, don't want to make him sicker, that's my nigga
Oh, Lord, got a whole lot to show for it
I mean, we could really get it, we could go for it
I'm just here for the bucks and the billis, nigga
Don't make me kill one of the GOATs for it (Arf!)
I run this s***, they like, "Go Forrest
Run Forrest, run Forrest, go Forrest"
Yeah, I mean you already wrote for us
Damn, nigga, what's one more quote for us?
Oh, Lord, who else soundin' like this?
They ain't made me what I am, they just found me like this
I was ready... f*** that, I been ready
Since my dad used to tell me he was comin' to the house to get me
He ain't show up
Valuable lesson, man, I had to grow up
That's why I never ask for help
I'll do it for you niggas and do it for myself
This is literally Drake at his best..it just all downhill from there
Blood pump static; a***og cassettes in traffic
Crank the window down and ash it
Solid Snake duckin' checkpoints and dragnets
If my hands shakin' it's from haptics
Papers please, I hit the plastic (C-4 sound)
He seein' dumb stars; this is Patrick
Snap fingers, sprinkle cat nip
Rolled up overnight like DatPiff, redact s***
Agent K flash hit different like catfish
Wake up a new man from a bad trip
Put on the Blacklist
she tuggin it and pullin it
got joints and blunts we rollin it
i play w that p**** im controllin it
got her in a cage n im patrollin it
i bend her over im j foldin it
she apologizes then i slap her
she apologizes again then i smack her
my brain sharper than a cadaver
lyrics rip thru u like a dagger
dripped tf out i got dat swagger
i buy drip, ima tagger
me and my b****, ima grab her
put the tip in, ima shafter
balls hanging from the rafters
d*** made her choke like an actor
i said i luv her but ima capper
Beginner's mindset vibe check
LSD in the pipet for the flight test
Neo, Skynet, biohack fight tech
Tryna defy death (Right, yep)
Why cats got one life left
And I ain't died yet
Stay sharp, keep the knife whet
Condom in the bifold
Bag of peas in the ice chest
Hedge with a side bet
Fail safes and side steps
Panic room with a wide vent
John McClane when I climb in
John Benet; you won't find s***
Cyanide in the Timex
You won't catch me alive, b****
Blood pump static; a***og cassettes in traffic
Crank the window down and ash it
Solid Snake duckin' checkpoints and dragnets
If my hands shakin' it's from haptics
Papers please, I hit the plastic (C-4 sound)
He seein' dumb stars; this is Patrick
Snap fingers, sprinkle cat nip
Rolled up overnight like DatPiff, redact s***
Agent K flash hit different like catfish
Wake up a new man from a bad trip
Put on the Blacklist
this is so hard