Letras
Can't knock it Due process huh
All of these days no nonsense
Bad boy got a good conscious
All of my shit is obnoxious
Ima keep on till I Get on your last nerve
Aw wait Where are my manners
Aw wait where are my standards
I ain't tryna get canceled
I'm off that its toxic
All of these days no nonsense
I ain't do it if no body saw it
I'd get away with it prolly
It's my time but I'm tardy
Make my way in the party
Bad bitch all of em ornery
Savage me and my posse
Your crew all of em softys uh
Class clown but I looked good in that cap gown
Prolly why I am on stage with my ass out
That would be why I'm at the bank with a cash cow
My gang got my back like a pat down uh
Wait ima go dummy
Hatin on me won't amount to nothing
Me and my gang on 1000 sunny
My money bungee I feel like monkey
Ay, will of B in my veins
Wildebeest I'm untamed
Through the blue I'm the man
Devil fruit in my Jay
Feel like Brooke on that stage yuh
Bag of bones I'm on the road like a vagabond
When I get home you the last to know
B done rose from the catacombs
When the crew pull up you the first to go
Then the chopper cou de burst know we sending them home
Sling shot when it aim going straight to his dome
And they love how I'm cooking recipe is my own
They tryna compete get them boxed up priority shippin
Link with the crew been the key that's the mission
Changing these gears and i blow the transmission
You'll hear the drive in my voice if you listen
No contact gettem all boxed up from the combat
Seen you niggas been sweet where ya mom at
Heard you got big cake finna bomb that
We getting busy on this side
Flint-knock finna pop from the waistline
You talk get drop tryna waste time
On top my team couldn't waste mine
Ok
Can't knock it Due process huh
All of these days no nonsense
Bad boy got a good conscious
All of my shit is obnoxious
Ima keep on till I Get on your last nerve
Aw wait Where are my manners
Aw wait where are my standards
Mega
No nonsense I'm a godsend
Spit toxic when I'm boxed in
Nico Robin with the devil fruit
I Stay resolute You are not him
And I been the truth while you bend the truth And I execute till I'm destitute
Because that's what living under pressure do, I turn other crews
Into vegetables
Identities blur
Puppet Masters hack
The ASICS stir but I'm on the attack
As the coasts both swell
And they toast to the spell
Kusanagi breaks free
Like a ghost in the shell.
A metaphorical binary lift
You've never ever heard a posse track like this
Cybernetic symphony
Harmonic fusion
Fight the illusion,
AI contusion
Who's been loving that genre bending
Rapping over ska
Radio pet fencing
Futuristic cities thrive
Synthetic lives where nobody dies
In the neon streets
That's where we'll meet
Evolutions leaps
As the circuits creep
RapGPT
I'm keep it short
Like a William Gibson book report
Can't knock it Due process huh
All of these days no nonsense
Bad boy got a good conscious
All of my shit is obnoxious
Ima keep on till I Get on your last nerve
Aw wait Where are my manners
Aw wait where are my standards
I ain't tryna get canceled
I'm off that its toxic
All of these days no nonsense
I ain't do it if no body saw it
I'd get away with it prolly
It's my time but I'm tardy
Make my way in the party
Bad bitch all of em ornery
Savage me and my posse
Your crew all of em softys uh