Flow Sick

You know lil zay and war ready like my blood brothers

We ain't from the same mom, but they my blood cousins

I got my foot all in door, ain't no shutting me out

B shut yo stupid a up and put this d in yo mouth

B shut yo stupid a up and sit this d on yo chest

She said she can't leave me alone because this d is the best

I really only hit her up when I be needing her neck

But I had to cut her short because she asks for a check

Uh

Got tired of sleeping on floors that s was hurting my back

These n they copy my flows you think I'm serving my sack

Yeah

The lamb got suicide doors you know I roll with my slatts

And I had to cut off a few of my h they wasn't hitting my jack

Uh

You know Haamo gone keep it a hunna

I was right there on Hunter

Uh

Popping my wheelies alone gang got booked that summer

Uh

B be calling me Stevie how I be making them wonder

13 I'm running with PG how I be making it thunder

I'm such a deranged case

Zombies cause I like brain

If you try to bounce out with the rounds then Ima spray, aye

It's my lucky day

Uh

F up boy keep playing

Uh

P boy dont want it

B n in the same day

Ima cause mass panic

Uh

Maybe start a riot

Uh

Punch him in the gut his tummy empty like a diet

Uh

God gave him more fish and I guess I gotta fry em

The pen I write from bleeds on the sheet I had to dye em

Die him

Uh

Aye

I just f that b I hit that two-two two-two two

Yeah

I just copped a stick that b go do-do do-do do

Yeah

I was skipping school my mama beat me with that broom

Aye

I was smoking strong I feel like Neil I'm on the moon

Yeah

Run up them racks it don't stop

Diamonds dancing they doing the hop

My n gone slide if I ever get shot

If he talking down he go up to the sky

These b looking man I feel like a spy

I like Biggie b I'm ready to die

Aye

Cartier on my eyes sliding through the 305

Slam when they get up in the

Sight ima hit em with a

Blamma tha 9 anna

Slam van d man

Answer when given any

Calls from the killas in my

Band man hot d

Rhyme like a skillet on

High wit a hot ham

Pop pop pop pop

Boiling and steaming

Short of a demon when

Flip! pin the spec-trum

Give! it a rest hun

Whore ima leave you in

Stitches blessed-up

Obvious s

Idiotioc

B Ima bit of a sinner

Porky ima chop, when I beat these

beats, we

Is on a bit of a

Illa, trilla,

Skill level

Hittin, but it's

Real mellow

Let it, fill

Let it, build

Hear metals

Get it Real

Steal hello