Letras
Brian Purnell is a fucking god
When it comes
To writing rhymes
On the mic
Trying come back from
Hop out the Porsche
And
Breeze Through it
Sit back
While I do it
Car seat
Belt buckle
Beat a nigga down
Brass knuckle
No wish on a star
So I can travel far
Music wise
Just trying grab Listener's attention
Not your eyes
But you'll see greatness
Soon enough
But other Baltimore niggas
They bluff
All talk
No action
Run through defenders
Lamar Jackson
No raven
Never let my triple X confuse you
Got bars
No liquor
But send out shots
To all alcoholics
No need to gangbang
So I can hit a lick
Bounty on your head
They'll do it for me
Or do it for free
Volunteer
My bars hip hop
Crystal clear
Chandelier
Dare any Challenger
To come near
So I can catch bodies
Undertaker
WrestleMania
Baseball
Crack a nigga skull
Macadamia
Crush them like cookies
These rappers like rookies
Stepping to a veteran
Better than I ever been
Did I surpass
Breeze Through it
Or
Hop out the Porsche
Sliding on niggas
Hip hop
Shotgun
That's how I'm riding
Don't ride with pussy niggas
Stab me in the back
Butcher knife
Separate from the distance
In an instant
Goku
Transmission
You betray me once