Tomahawk!

Here me out dude This shit is some gas CB did (Gas!) CB did shoot it, he shooting They didn't expect this This beat bouta summon eruption A volcanic summit, the heat got me blushing All the weak panic in sync like Titanic Cuz I'll go gigantic and shrink 'em to nothing Think that I'm bluffing These kids wanna know me like I'm baking muffins Blow me, you're fake as the shake that you're puffin' I'll flip the bird if a case get me cuffed And y'all don't want words 'cuz I've heard 'em enough Tasting my cake while y'all digging for files This bitch said she triggered she just in denial My actions eight figures but play 'em for free Tap laugh at my pictures, that's traction for me CB! I make it happen like Shyamalan, dawn to the dusk She ask what song is on, tell her that's us (Oh shit, really?) Like the bong, she lit up Eat this shit right after Ramadan I'm going on and on Tomahawk chopping if y'all talking cuts Got their jaws dropping while ashing and passing these asses Like all the hash up in these blunts Up in the front while they sniffing a line Those dunces are capping I'm doing just fine Nitpick my rapping My shit sick and slapping Stand up you prick Why don't you spit a rhyme? Wait, I don't have time but I'm man of the hour I'm in demand like the strain of my flower This dude said "You can't, you won't, you'd never" (Pussy) Bro, you're a coward I got the power I got a plug with some shrub that's too sour I took a mugshot and looked like a stud And my eyes were bloodshot and I hadn't showered Boss of the game, call me Bowser I put the sauce on the flame and devour My name in the pot, I stir a lot And while the block hot I'm plotting where I'll put my tower I wrecking ball you rednecks Who bed wet And bounce checks My headset, that new tech And the sound pound like good sex I box clowns like FedEx when Halloween is next week I ball, I flex when I speak Do it all with tongue in cheek (Sheesh!) CB! I make it happen like Shyamalan, dawn to the dusk She ask what song is on, tell her that's us (Oh shit, really?) Like the bong, she lit up Eat this shit right after Ramadan I'm going on and on Tomahawk chopping if y'all talking cuts Got their jaws dropping while ashing and passing these asses Like all the hash up in these blunts Tomahawk, tomahawk with the impale Mazel tov baby, I'm wishing you well Popping off, dropping these bars like they're hail When you're done seeing stars then I'll see you in Hell When I'm done I'll be far out where you call Oasis Sipping some rum with a J that I'm facing Trip on the bay with BAE, blow kissy faces And that's just the basis of what the kid chasing