Going dumb!

I be going dumb

I’m throwing hunnids

them blue strips go throw em up

hit the gas like im drag racin

big money bags what I been chasin

them dead prezi’s need Ben franklins

got a white bitch look good naked

she top me off

I’m the top dawg

and that top spot where I sit at

run this game

I’m the goat I been that

say you real but I see right through that

don’t do no flockin I feel like Kodak

cops come knockin

fuck it you know how we rockin

get in the whip and I’m swervin

I’m dodgin

runnin this shit feel like I’m David goggins

I just keep goin never get exhausted

started from the bottom bitch now I’m bossin

flow lookin like a new whip how I copped it

I got a baddie she drop to her knees

she does what I say, im fulfilling her needs

we racin im pacin

and passin they playin

im passively takin the lead

practically practicing all of my passions

im packing a punch and I punish em

this shit too easy for me

I am a lyrical wordsmith

crafting the bars like I’m a machine

if you wanna try me come and do it

but you’ll find out that’s it’s runnin deep like ravines

I be going dumb

I’m throwing hunnids

them blue strips go throw em up

dark tinted windows

bitch I’m feeling like the president

I’m running this shit

it’s so evident

im spitting fire

and dripping like water

I’m harder than rocks

And I move with the wind

I am one with all

the elements

wake up and kill it

I follow the regiments

shine in the dark

like a photo development

fuck all the fame I don’t wanna be relevant

telling me put on the greatest

to do it

I queue it and I am not talking intelligence

look in my closet got too many skeletons

riding with demons and creatures

and specimens

so fucking sick I ain’t taking no medicine

talk about music I need it like vitamins

I am the king

got me feeling like Solomon

never gonna slow down

or breathe don’t need oxygen

letting it fly like I’m Donovan

making these hits Jackie Robinson

stuck in my primes like im Optimus

run in your house

murder you and your spouse

put her In the trash, you in the ottoman

obviously

I gotta follow my odyssey

do what I want give a fuck about policy

poppin like pills in a pharmacy

I am a prophet

the prophecy

said I would take any rapper and treat em like property

I’m making moves on the board like monopoly

I map it out like topography

sending out shots like it’s archery

if I don’t hit you that’s like fuckin hitting the lottery

homie most likely you’re probably

dead with a shot to the head or an artery

that’s what you get if you mocking me

really no stopping me

treating your life like a robbery

so fucking broke

bitch I grew up in poverty

so what can you tell me?

rap so much it’s unhealthy

I don’t make money off this shit

when I rap but the boy still somehow wealthy

creep In the night

take your life

im deadly and ready

all these mothafuckas so petty

bitch I’m the best you can

bet it

I’m vetted

crafted in the art of war

I swing swords

turn a battlefield to something you ain’t seen before