Bend my conscious back my soul got me all pushin' weight Load the Trap out Tree be stickin' like it C4 Clay Blow up NATO with my 80; I’m a fuckin hit hit Hit back Obama that bitch owe for a Russian 1/8th Hack the servers out these speakers about to fuckin leak Drive-by hit up in my whip whole block went obsolete Replication target 1 advance up on the street Bitches PLURn on my dick actin all AOC Drop hit crazy shake the floor Next-generation digital Bouncing hard on chemical Fifth dimension criminal Drop hit crazy shake the floor Next-generation digital Bouncing hard on chemical Fifth dimension criminal Fuck government control Smoke an agent from my phone Operation overload Psilocybin in my flow Deportation physical Dose the nation biblical Throwing hit around Kick knock it down Evoke like pentacle God I'm so hard switched to faith Affirmation hit like K Psycho hydro like I’m Michael concentrated in my veins Future rated I'm mutated ET transplant on my brain Carbon plated eyes inflated dilated like a grey Flow re-up now turn me up I’m running like I’m paint Clip out Cuomo for Pro Bono Domination no 4 play Club invaded blow upgraded Body shaking like array Feeding Terror Reid To ICP Bitch Psychopathic fake Drop hit crazy shake the floor Next-generation digital Bouncing hard on chemical Fifth dimension criminal Drop hit crazy shake the floor Next-generation digital Bouncing hard on chemical Fifth dimension criminal

Suicidal speakers where my bass grow Contra bags in the dash God I'm so ghost Rollin out in the crowd make it hit low Load a round in the sound Fuck my death row so cold Suicidal speakers where my bass grow Contra bags in the dash God I'm so ghost Rolin out in the crowd drop and get low Load a round in the sound Fuck my death row so cold Mask up on my face Clip wrapped around my waist I fill the club with hollow when my automatic play No mercy for snowflake Lost order bout to break Kick smoke out LA color Fuck that Trippy Canton fake Block Roll out Like a Raid Left body MIA Y’all street keep dumbing down Sub Bionical 4 play I’m kilo you an eighth New Needles on my plate Sheet dropping every hour Virus Flowing through my veins Suicidal speakers where my bass grow Cuttin Copies off my list Summon Kali outta my fear Imma wave to god Watch the world dissolve Callin home back off my wrist I was teleporting your bitch Put UFO on hit I swear the Law Gonna all applaud When I kill Schif with my kick Bitch I Knock Too hard like here's the thing Imma blast off Windowpane Conscious glow I'm Super Saiyan Hostage flow tie of the mains Trailing off a fuckin Z Overdose then alt delete Kicking motherfuckers out Like Dj Khaled EDC Caught a case of vertigo Trip got me all vertical Microdot’n atoms out Beat murking on mechanicals I'm hydrochronic physical Dripping plasma from my soul Drilling out for hours Trappin dose until the world explode Suicidal speakers where my bass grow Contra bags in the dash God I'm so ghost Rolin out in the crowd fuck it get low Load a round in the sound Fuck my death row so cold Swear to god imma unload I’m gonna code Swear to god imma gonna code... ya Swear to god imma unload I’m gonna code Swear to god imma gonna code... oh no

I need to mediate Chakra's got a fuckin block This nigga just walked in Showing off a fucking block Just got my record expunged showing off a fuckin Glock They said it was your time I did not see the fuckin clock You talk too much, niggas plotting on your fuckin stock Exaggerating, whole supply fit in your fuckin sock I’m spittin 223’s shit will make your body rock My shit bang kinda like the police will fuckin knock My vision bigger than just buyin birds and fuckin flocks A trendsetter in a time when everybody mocks Witnessing so-called gangsters runnin to the fuckin cops Still keep my smoke bags full with all these fuckin tops Just droppin off some dope the microphone’s a fuckin stop Demons consuming souls way before the body drops Kinda a simple man learned to harvest fuckin crops Still got em mad because I’m ballin with no fuckin hops I'm a fuckin miracle Raise the nation, fuck it drop Permutation level hot Low too hard hit fuckin knock Transplantation Microdots Hydro clones my fuckin plot Re-up off the plane Graphene new chain These boys are fuckin stock Platinum plate that fuckin rock Soldier please, that weapon prop I might focus Locus Harvest Covid like a Fauci mock Trap mainframe new strain unlock Hyper lane trip bounce a lot Cut like rain mix in Procaine Drill throw my name on fuckin block Fuck it make them faders trot Off-world station destination 2 E’S faded I'm a fuckin GOD Blackout while she fuckin knob Flow mutating going OP Flip out on the game Like fuckin BANE Bump auto never stop Tired of being modest now I mother fuckin want it all Stepin in the game and you should scout me cuz I’m going to ball Roll up on the mains I level up and fuck it raw Base so overrated blow my head up on the wall Tired of being modest now I mother fuckin want it all Stepin in the game and you should scout me cuz I’m going to ball Roll up on the mains I level up and fuck it raw Base so overrated blow my head up on the wall

Yo, People People be poison like needles I took a trip through a field To realize I'm the dope Overdosed but I'm legal I closed my eyes Just to see that I see everything And all of yah see through Get it popping like a perc Gather round like its a church Leveled up now I'm levels up Been high key since hi-c's Making bomb beats With the middle C Bass kicking like its Thai chi You know I ain't taking no L's I been to heaven and hell Got bars and I ain't in a cell No snitching I thought you could tell That I be in traffic Making it happen I promise this one's for the books Nobody would know how we grind At the darkest of hours Won't know what it took Only want people around me That know how to get it When push comes to shove Eyes low in the back Plottin' on me then you wack, yeah Imma take a trip down memory lane When I ain't have a pot to piss in Felt so ashamed When I was on the bus sleeping Until the line rang With my hands all in my pockets I was digging for change All I ever wanted was a good meal Hot plates gourmet with the day ones Tryna board a plane take it overseas Hoodie on I don't want nobody notice me I been coming for they neck Gotta keep em' all in check Like the answers on a test You can hear em' in the back Saying Quizzy say less This a different episode And I'm coming up next To full off of broke food, ayy Noodles and canned goods Making my way to the front From the backwood I had to stack up This is not art get them racks up I hope you can run try to catch up Cause we stay away from that bad blood Don't wanna give you know dap up In that order The Lost Order Every been broke before Looking for a place With no place to lay Saving grace made a way But stayed away From the ones that walked away On the rainy days Now I got room to play And I'm taking all the shots (Swish) Beat down any block (Uhh) This ain't what you want But ready here I come ay Imma take a trip down memory lane When I ain't have a pot to piss in Felt so ashamed When I was on the bus sleeping until the line rang With my hands all in my pocket I was digging for change, yeah Imma take a trip down memory lane When I ain't have a pot to piss in Felt so ashamed When I was on the bus sleeping Until the line rang With my hands all in my pockets I was digging for change, yeah Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell Got bars and I aint in a cell No snitching I thought you can tell

Bars on bass Scars on face Erase everything Without a trace Clear a path That’s clear as math Fear the wrath I’ll fix this place Understand my culture The patient vulture I’m scissor-hands Landscaping sculptures Put the fundamentals back into place Your photocopied, I’m agriculture Original In my accent Your short language Gets overlooked Golden books On trappy hooks Beware mon frere I’m undercooked There’s no reward For me and my sword So I’ve returned On my own accord Not taking score I’m taking more No material accolades For this carnivore Just souls and dreams Goals and green Cash ruins everything about music cream I never sleep No time to dream Pristine Machine vs. Polypropylene I’m Infinite No emergency I’m like 3rd degree No Hyperbole It’s viciously absurd to me Entitlement Just never occurred to me We got we got bars We got we got bass We got we got bars We got we got bass We got we got bars We got we got bass We got we got bars We got we got bass We got bass for days In major ways Like big girls in kiddie pools Making waves Killing names In a blaze Electromagnetic Radioactive rays It ain’t hard to say With a ancient tongue That it’s never too late To save our young Molecular mechanics That shape the scape Volcanic tendencies Erase the make We eat the weak Mute the meek A upgraded renegade That Never waits to speak Imperative narrative Compare it I’m darin’ ya Bearin’ a pair of Derringers Tearin ya character So There it is Some for the dibs Fun for the kids Some for the friends Some for the fam Come with a plan Or get overran By this caravan This ain’t basic shit For any basic bitch Get barred up On this Bass that hits From them basement kids To these juggernauts Who Don’t give a fuck If it’s love or not Two wolves inside Balance want and need It’s up to me Which one I feed Don’t bite the hand Or show signs of greed We got bars on bass That’s all you need

I changed the weather up on em Now they mad I suppose Switched the place on these hoes Norman Bates with these flows Psycho with this mic bro like I’m Michael and that’s bad right You hear the door slam and realize there’s nowhere to run like it’s thriller night I’m a werewolf up in the booth Ya this wrist cost a ticket Triple back off these bars Dismount and then stick it Ya I score with all 10s I pull up in a new Benz Ya that cost a few friends Had cut loose some loose ends Used to chef it up in the kitchen Just a bunsen burner and some baking soda Geese couldn’t wait for that shit to dry Used sell it wet I was getting over Used to get the weight up out the state Put them bitches on a dog Moving like an eighth a day Damn my money getting tall Couple times I had to start over Couple times I lost it all I knew the Jackyl’s out to get me They didn't want to see a nigga ball Had a little method used to take a bitch and stretch and turn a hoe into a 2 pack Quarterback and then catch it Braxton Miller in the trap End of days a way back Now it’s straight money no cap When the taxes due and they come for you Will make a nigga want to get the strap Pyshco I’ll go psycho like no other Flip my switch and you’ll discover Something you ain't ready for My mind is incredible It's decorated very well Looks just like the Bates Motel Heavy marijuana smell It's a vibe, suits me well You can tell that I am gifted My energy’s very different You go psycho just like I do You go psycho just like I do Pray I don't wake up in the LA Diggy K-O on a raid Homicide paid trap’n the grave Eat out World Star like that bitch a buffet Filling my head with these ghosts Holocostin on these flows Glockin' In heat Imma bury that Priest in the coast Government waste got my pockets new lace Orbit dollars in space with your bitch on my face Razer lacing my bass Imma lock and erase Drop a knot and replace holograms In My vape Burn'n the streets with a fuckin' X-ray Drowning Mutate goin fuckin' insane Armored out blades with the lock on a gray Fuck these rubber grenades Imma fuckin go slay Severe the block Track out the lane while I'm chopping a cop Karma so fake got a clone in the wake Imma coordinate weight pull a drop in the lot Never lose sleep all my hostages a throw Synth in m vein makin Lilith get low Summon my fate leave a tag on the toe Psycho these bands shovel all a these Hoes

Bounce a lot go go I slip that glitch up into my code I’m full throttle my jaw locking bass bleeding out my nose Blastin off in the chemicals fuck physicals I’m ghost Beat escalating club concentrating I’m formulating crystals Trailing off on a black scar I'm assimilating I know Still Idolize my alibis my origin being unknown Tripping lifted off call the venue the lost teleporting out ufo New dimension strain got me switching lane Daemon summon outa my soul I'm a hot mother fucker two keys alone in the hover Star navigate push plasma shake hit terraform and recover Sheet block unlock undercover still microdosing on the color New master chain on the cosmic plane Reptilian fame sub stutter ya Trunk pop lock explode speakers locked up let em go Mixer tweaking no control Kandi leak out under glow Hit go higher than ozone astrological fuck Clone Roll out shaking chromosome flow mutation version 0 This shit too hard Lines hard like they dry grout Lay tracks out like fillet trout I’m Wolverine with his blades out Spittin arm’d bars make em tap out Lost souls trying to lash out Second guess yourself B0A here to cast doubt Bless the track like there’s demons I should cast out Sodom and Gomorrah got their ass out Come follow me be the last out Edibles real strong about to pass out Flippin on the track like I blacked out Daddy recognizes keys trying to act out Stop playing games you should back out This ain't 223’s wear your back out That nigga like I'm on in a crack drout Crossbreeding different genres got my seed to sprout Mentioned my name, they proceed to bout Out the huddle I’m about to run a deeper route Strike and duct off quick I don't need the clout SpareChange cut the track leave em bleeding out Game overgrown pose we weed em out Rules to this shit think you should read about Head stash on shit have you flipping out Hop on board with some Grey’s and I'm dipping out This shit too hard

My head feel like it about to explode Bass bleeding out my ears and nose We like to bounce so hard can’t feel my toes Roll it backwards god I’m feeling low My head feel like it about to explode Bass bleeding out my ears and nose We like to bounce so hard can’t feel my dose Run it backwards god I’m fuckin low End of the world shit I was like oh lit Imma let Karma let go Fuck like a new K.I.T.T. I Just need two hit Imma let trigger let go Tracking so much got the block in the trunk Bitch I’m clocking like imma a blow Level me up imma shadow op bump When I'm Bouncing I’m hostage on snow Murder rate grow when I hop on the play Animate forms when I'm tripping on grey Smokin on bars Like I'm flowing a J Bilderberg popin been flipping on K Word on the block I’m like weather Control Government contract Unlocking my code Chop and re-up Cybernetic Upload Body let go When the cut TLO Fuck the world I’m out this bitch Candy Chemicals in a blacked-out whip Just one more hit and my spaceship lift O ‘n loading out lacing stargate glitch My head feel like it about to explode Bass bleeding out my ears and nose We like to bounce so hard can’t feel my toes Runnin backwards god I'm fuckin low

Yo Moment of silence I got the flow to apply it You tryna pray on a downfall So now the come up Kind of violent, yeah I be hitting with the one two Don't worry about I don't trust you Kicking through it Like a home invasion Tryna box me in like a box of raisins I put it all on the table Independent make my own label Bust back hit your hold noggin Pencil with a trigger finger keeps throbbin Demons on both shoulders Tugging your throat Ask for mercy they won't let go Committed keep distance Away from the phonys Pretending to listen Their silently sitting, Ay Hours run minutes pass Second fly I'm in it Jumped outside of the box Until the box ain't let me in it Now I'm left outside Tryna figure who's down to ride Ain't nobody on to that Going in circles like cul-de-sacs, uh Like a classic with no scratches I'm the real deal this ain't plastic This my canvas I'm just casting All the lines I hope I catch it This is nothing just a fraction Of a pallet full of action Like compression I'm releasing Then I come back and attack it I ain't see nothing Dont know who did it If the beat got a chamber Then I'm shooting it Who's calling my phone At this hour of the night time Ringing my phone Like we really that cool with it Tryna come alive in this ghost gown I don't really have a bone That you can break down Its gone be a little hard To keep the rates down Slim figure in this thing Like its 8 mile Tired of the fake smiles Nobody don't feel me though Switch lanes and I'm riding Down Fairview though Straight facts ain't nobody In my rear view though Goat dreams in a land of robotic sounds Yeah, bandwagons trolly in Carbon copies is copying I'm too solid for toxic And I be low-key I'm honestly, uh Moment of silence I got the flow to apply it You tryna pray on a downfall So now the come up Kind of violent, yeah Moment of silence I got the flow to apply it You tryna pray on a downfall So now the come up Kind of violent, yeah Moment of silence I got the flow to apply it You tryna pray on a downfall So now the come up Kind of violent, yeah I be hitting with the one two Don't worry about I don't trust you Kicking through it Like a home invasion Tryna box me in like a box of raisins I put it

Can’t feel my face I knew it was laced and my soul erased But the sacrifice make the world escape Streets mine to take Those statues fake dance around like bait You've been pulling rock I've been pulling weight Corporate lies at stake Got the charter wait make the riot shake Imma contemplate while I sell an eight New order late TLO summon underworld mythological make the system beak Heard the news enslaved Spreading chemicals over miracles No more counting polls fuck it let em' beg Three more letters fade Vision hypnotized target compromised I don't apologize call the NRA Fuck theses walls they play Color melting down no more solid ground Heaven hold me know now hitting like earthquake Let my sins rotate Two zip ties on their wrist and thighs pull the mpfive Make em' fuckin' pray Swear I don’t obey Left the world last night in a hyperdrive While my body lies gravitation phased Smoking green beret Got the blunt rolled tight with the new age flight Flipping bang outside like a hand grenade Carbon clip upgrade Auto rang out loud while I hack out crowd Pull the trace-route out I don't fear no pain Razorblade mele Y'all can count my scars from these fallen bars Got the Wayfair clause watch me skin this prey