I'll never rap about work that I never sold
My seeds been bigger than the ones the fellas sowed
I want a jeans ripper, buns rip the threads sewed
Prohibition couldn't stop me from making the gem beam
I'm not a gym king, but I put my foot on you pedos
I read the room from the get-go
Heard that your sound has no reflection so no echos
Verbs and nouns, verbal Wesson got a thirst for rounds
Like I'm wrestling with some flat-earthers who won't ever let go
Picture me next to these niggas, that's a whole collage
My wishes do not get spoken they get vocalized
Like letter H, they finna come right before your eyes
Been had drip off top, that's that molten fire
Cutting all my shackles, never stiff in cell
Levered myself like I came through dripped in Chanel
Leave bodies in red seas like a sickle-cell
Set up shop, invest cream, then make some sicko sales
Look at the ocean, we the floaters like Michelle
Spitting cobras finna grip the goat and choke him till he pale
I could buy your flow on Fulton St., negotiate, resell
You gon have to hold your nose like Jay with Solange
The frivolous you're praising is outrageously haram
Switching up the pace so that the pays could come with likkle charm
I'm in my mood like I flipped the name of Viktor Vaughn
I don't save digits, less you talking deposits
I should be in out in the sticks, not the river but the cottage
The crystals on her chains look like her neck been sobbing
Ride Or Die for God, you know the man c-Rod'ing,
cmine