Flows from the Borgata

The judges left town Harvey's quit and I'm having trouble getting deputies 2 haha All these bars I’m spitting my owns ain’t nobody’s This ain’t no drake this ain’t no champagne papi This Heineken dad body ugh real sloppy But ima be the champ oddly like Andy If niggas wanna test my Ghandi No sorry I spazz and go old school switch the game to Atari Invade ya turf on this earth to go and catch a body I’m lying I just pull up and give you a eye jommy And let you live with the fact knowing you won’t do nothing Huh I’m the villain I kill em' whenever I says so My pen the murder weapon and this verse my manifesto I’m a sicko who’s Sketzo Dare I say that I’m special? I got no rival no twins no competitions identical So u niggas better let go It’s a dumb bet I just ride off into the sunset Y lil niggas ain’t even drop ya nuts yet God damn with the fuckery We killing all the suckers free Imagine all the trauma set to head tops off the wave You Lucifer in closest But Olsen in the light Fucking rip off twin No full house dividing all the rights My energy so high Might smoke off in the corner The cowboy containing The damage the fall off Little bitch ass motherfucker Vice versa 2 Ayce and T.y The Truth We about to kill y'all with this shit And I'm fucking serious Ahhhh Yeah Yeah Ohhhh Hit em like the hulk I copped the Montana But I could of never pulled off And I'm feeling like a scammer But it's Not a fucking life No 24 hours But I get all the hype Doing what I'm feeling and we about to cut it off Real slow Real tight Real real real out