Black Widow

Griselda Brrt, ayo I got samples on my feet, they ain't even made a box yet (uh-uh) Ruger check, Glock check, Marni-mock next, it was all a process (ah) I'm out in Mo Bay, smokin' back to back, Jah bless (budda-bye-bye) It's the scorpion king, the glorious things My nigga had dreads, went upstate Now he got a baldie like Mr. Clean Never catch me off my dean (uh-uh) The duffle bag for Celine, my bitch Selena bad So bad, she don't sing, she don't cook, she don't clean (uh-uh) Body on the front porch, I seen his spleen on the Ring In the messa with coke tales Features with buck fifty's and a Rolls Royce boat tale (skrrt) Don't ever come across here frontin' Or get stomped out, forty belows Louis, I think we onto somethin' (ah) You think this, you think this is a pl- You think this is La La Land, fam? You think this is a play ting? Step on your fuckin' neck This is real shit, you know? (Uh) Fly New York shit, all these hoes think I'm gorgeous (uh-huh) Who you thought was raw is a bum I wipe the floor with (these niggas washed) Champ like the nature boy, my figure four flawless Before rap tapers boy, scammin', gettin' off shit I turn your tape off if I ever come across it (f*ck outta here) Yellow tape off, your corner have 'em lightin' torches (bap, bap) Born with the gift of the game, I wasn't taught this It's a bomb on my train, the thoughts stay cautious To get different effects, I had to switch the causes Change the course, I went from court to tours, rockin' Kors kicks (uh-huh) Flashy, we not the same, I've been a VIP A rapper, but I clap you like Chi-Ali (grrt) You know the steez, if it ain't paper, cock-sucker, beat it I've never seen y'all niggas fly in a bitch I needed Conceited, top-seated, it cost guap to see this All these niggas is my seeds, but they ain't got my genius I wash all of them dirty niggas, take 'em to the cleaners CD's come with a syringe, take it intravenous F*ck outta here