Intro

This Miami-coke dealer wardrobe go perfect with this Guilty as charged, murdered the beat before they even heard the witness All business. These transactions I made happen Seem like the quickest, when y'all was napping Lord, what's happening? Please provide the way and a napkin Been away hungry. For lent, I gave rapping Went away in exile and gave classics So saying "I fell off" would just be too drastic huh The comp want to show stats with asterisks Boy, I aint want to do it, but I did it to 'em Had a couple in the chamber waiting when I hit it to 'em Just in case the engineer could revive, rebuild it to em' Quit the playing. Hit the booth on some I got some superpowers Smoke knocking on my chest, I think I rolled that superflower You really thought you had next but that run is super ours I mean, super ours. Hear me though Carolina Southern Made. North East Soda brola Hit a serenade right over the slayed. And add the death toll to the quota Yola. Metaphorically I got that thang on me Off safety, nestled safely up in the holster And I rep my cities properly like I'm supposed to Vibrations must be high for me to approach you I aint playing with these little boys, I aint under my breath mumbling I aint spitting fast. Just solid one-twos combos No mixing, but real clear so you can feel every punchline that's coming Too many gimmicks for me. Too many fashionistas Not enough beat-seekers equipped with heat-seekers In the view of the public for me. Don't mistake that for complaining, that's more bodies for me hear me Came up off the pick firing Point Guard Quelle Pharrell Killing beats all for sale Came up off the pick firing Came up off the pick firing Point Guard Quelle Pharrell And I'm killing beats for sale Coming off the pick firing