Mr. Fantastic (feat. Big Ksti)

I'm fantastic My rhymes elastic This bitches get mad when I jump into action This my passion Blunt passing Writing hits with my peeps and people asking how we do this everyday without even trying They think we lying But we flying Hey Just get out my fucking way My main bitch wanna leave but I tell her to stay The ashes in the tray Booties don't betray Titties in display Bitchies in their place To much tiiiiime in the city men I gotta move away Having crazy visions when I go deep in my dreams fucking diferent broads everyday And they all queens Heaven or hell? Motherfucker in in between This bitches are more complicated than Japanese cuisine It's like 5 am and I still can't sleep Thoughts coming from deep Writing rhymes and smoking weed while I'm vibing to this Beat That girl is hot indeed But she's not the one for me Baby please Take a minute of your time And stand in line You know my rhymes good and my diamonds don't shine But it's fine I don't care about that F*ck rap After writing this imma take a nap All this stress in my head but i gotta move fast In this race I'm not the first but for sure I aint I the last One Eyes red from the sun Picking up the crumbs You see what it becomes I just pay attention to the drums After that I drop the bombs