Master Of The Multiverse

That boy think he hot, wet em up, Cool his gang off Crew full of regulators, I could hang with Nate Dogg You the rap same shit different beat but that's the same song I think he undercover asking what Mary Jane cost Brodie got backstabbed tryna put a lame on My shooter like the Human Torch, all he say is Flame On Dog said I'm cheating I ain't even switch the game on Bitch acting freaky, she came over then got came on Yeah you up some figures, but it's free keep it real Slut tried to spin, I slammed her friend like I'm Shaquille I hear some money talkin, grab my attention like a reel You can't set the play if you was never in the field You lost a lot of homies, can you tell me how that feels In the deep end, damn near grew a set of gills Yeah I been in this bitch swimming With the gang, & we rolling hella deep Rolling weed we don't get down like Lil Peep You need some drank? I think I'm finna call Lil E Barbie bitch but she get active Lil bo peep Heard about a lick I think I'm finna have bro peep Road running 13 hours man I ain't get no sleep Ann Arbor shordy tryna smack her cheeks to the beat Yeah we can f*ck but I ain't spending the night You got me fucked up if you think imma knuckle up and fight She told me don't run off with the bag but bitch I might Dead presidents on my mind She a throat goat sucking dick upside down Black hellcat you can hear it growl 308 blackout flip you upside down So don't run off with what's mine Coming in the game strong, I need 100Ms large Blow him down like a bong, could give a f*ck bout who's in charge C'mon you don't have no 'vette bro that's just a damn rental car Imma send you to the hospital, but you should be in the mental part The way I been in 1st, they swearing I got a damn head start Smoking forbidden fruit, but this shit smell like a jet's fart Come up with best ideas sleep, I'm thinking my bed smart Man I hate my homie bitch, where he find you at, the pet smart? Gas in my pocket so loud it sound like La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-da Yeah this shit smoking Smith & Wesson 40 get to singing it sound like La-da-di, la-da-da, la-da-da & if it hit, you gone be up there with (airplanes in the night sky, like a shooting star) Bet they wish they could get you back But they can't, now you gone cuz you was talking smack Now I'm finna spark a blunt, & it's a opp pack Bet not try to spin back cause bitch we on that & the 40 smack like a wrecking ball, Slide thru tryna wet em all All I wanted was 100 thou But all you ever did was, slow me the f*ck down, i came in like the Master of multiverse bitch I'm card cracking Punched me a phone & some dinner these bins smacking Better have a chug jug for these full metal jackets Finna hit you in the top & leave your shit splattered It's a dirty scene, & I bet Diana know how to play it Reach the wrong way, where you stand will be where you lay at Come try some shit if you think I'm the one to play with You better talk to god, he gone be the one you stay with Had to learn to scam cause I can't do one more day shift Shordy ass was thick like some angel food cake mix I'll snuff yo flame out like when Liu Kang fought Raiden My pockets always full ever since I found out crime paying I told him "put your hands up, don't make a fucking move, or else you gone die today" He was nodding in my face like yeah I robbed his ass, took his shit like yeah Then I cocked my blick "Let's make this shit quick, everything's gonna be okay" Yeah, I shot the nigga & I got away Hawkeye drug dealer I could hit you with a bow Grabbing poles, I ain't stripping but we finna put on a show Quick to turn a bitch out, specialize in give & gos You the type wife a bitch known to walk pigeon toe I'm the type to punch a Samsung, send your hoe on the road Why the f*ck I'm tripping, oh I forgot i just popped a toad Why the f*ck you keep tripping about a girl you hardly know Why the f*ck yo girl keep sucking, cuz I'm bout to blow Kalo