the fire wavin in your face
you can call it John cena
I’m fuckin on Latinas
and riding with all my Nina’s
the shotty blast take you right to boxing class and beat your ass
i come around they looking like damn “who brought the reaper back?
I did
never sleepin late night grinding don’t close your eyelids
I tried to find my peace of mind but all I found was violence
let em know
I be spinning shit just like a fuckin globe
put em on the axis, I’m back up on they asses
I cook this shit in private then release it to the masses
catastrophic disasters happen when I get to snappin
im tongue-twistin and tantalizing
arrived in a fashion
that’s similar to what happens
if you’re askin “ who been the best out?”
it’s me bitch
got the wave, all these jealous bitches getting sea sick
your girl treat my dick like a seesaw you should’ve seen it
I’m tom Brady in the pocket pick apart your defense
everything is calculated
bitch I’m back and agitated
aggravated, now I’m animated and I’m activated
what’s next?
to keep bringing heat and making it complex
give em all the bars that they feel
even if they upset
we rolling out like autobots
and flying down the autobahn
I’m the leader like I’m megatron
but bitch I’m Casey Von
the whip is all white like cocaine
bitch I’m rick James
two Glocks loaded and heating up that’s a twin flame
brand new CF moto I’m Leaning aggressive
switch lanes
I swear to god they stealin my shit
its like they switched plates
your bitches hella ugly lil homie no way we switch dates
hoodie on me, baggy jeans
I fucked that bitch and did it mean
fucked her so damn good I probably increase that bitch self esteem
I’m a beast I get em hype
but I ain’t rockin no supreme
fuck you mean
and you know we strike em down but we ain’t fuckin bowling
and he saying that he real
well he gotta show me
and your girl top me off
no wonder you’re below me
bitch I’m blowing up
with the way that im making sounds
see the opp
and gun em down
like a call of duty round
send him to the heaven gates
cause I know that I’m hell bound
I’m in the field
with the steel
moving like a navy seal
I pray to Jesus take the wheel
I’m way too busy counting mills
they rap about this life
but me I live this shit for real
the first time I seen dead body
shit gave me the chills
but at this point
I’m not phased
the choppa split him down in half
now he’s two faced
every bar packs a punch
I don’t got no time to waste
the money what I chase
they say they running shit
I see em they just run in place
the fire wavin in your face
you can call it John cena
I’m fuckin on Latinas
and riding with all my Nina’s
the shotty blast take you right to boxing class and beat your ass
i come around they looking like damn “who brought the reaper back?
I did
Casey_Von
