Period (feat. Bandit Slim)

I get work, rack that shit back like it's tennis F*ck them rules, I'm on my villain, shorty call me Dennis Told her that she fine, she said, oh, period, f*ck a sentence Evil, I be wicked Get so high, I'm faded off the chronic, my heart ticking Turn up till I'm trippin, I see colors like it's vivid If I cut you off, then best believe you know I meant it Step down for no challenge, I break records F*ck a Guinness Burning gas like incense, scientist, I invent Lil' bro, he ain't did shit I done opened my third eye, I got a sixth sense Welcome to my world, cloud kid, I geek off The walls DnD, my celly, I be dolo, I just missed a call I just got a freak, shorty limbo, she down At my drawers Kill a beat, I bow just like recital, looking For applause I get too lit everyday, don't need a reason I don't want no snow bunny, I think I need some seasoning I get chopped and grill this shit up for them niggas beefing Yo, I get cold up in this bitch, I feel anemic, On God, cooking bars up, you would think I'm serving treason Box shit, I two piece it, I'm up on my beast shit I get work, rack that shit back like it's tennis F*ck them rules, I'm on my villain, shorty call me Dennis Told her that she fine, she said, oh, period, f*ck a sentence Evil, I be wicked Get so high, I'm faded off the chronic, my heart ticking Get a check and split it with the guys, don't need a reason Got a nasty bitch, don't call my phone, just eat up semen Bitch, I'm smoking on some Zoap Heard your bitch don't got no manners, I still smack her on the floor They steady pullin' out they cameras What's in my cup, Dirty Diana Beat her back down way too hard, I'm steady pulling on her tracks Step on shit just with the gang, but I swear this not a frat Got your BM in my face, she get the kissing on my tats Make her sell it add it up, bitch, I'm bound To get them racks It's the Bandit and Cash Lang, that my brother for a fact I get work, rack that shit back like it's tennis F*ck them rules, I'm on my villain, shorty call me Dennis Told her that she fine, she said, oh, period, f*ck a sentence Evil, I be wicked Get so high, I'm faded off the chronic, my heart ticking Turn up till I'm trippin, I see colors like it's vivid If I cut you off, then best believe you know I meant it Step down for no challenge, I break records f*ck a Guinness Burning gas like incense, scientist, I invent Lil' bro, he ain't did shit I done opened my third eye, I got a sixth sense