Yo, phonk alphabet, let the beat go on! **[Verse 1]** Yo, who's the dumb fuck scratchin' at my glass pane? You spot my nine peekin' out, I let that strap rain And when you slide to my gig, stash your thot away plain 'Cause now she grindin' on my pole like a strip club chain I said cut the chit-chat bullshit, skip the fake hellos She whisper Jadex got the green and the deep throes I cruise in the Caprice with the drum on the low I flip scraps to a stack, now she slurpin' my glow I crawled from the fuckin' pits fully clipped, refueled All these spitters who were bros, you just a snitch and a tool They been yappin' like thots, keyboard warriors glowin' I skip the late-night lurkers, shippin' 'em my fake condolences **[Verse 2]** I got the blaze cracklin' I got the Accord blastin' I got my wolves in the rear and now we strapped elastic I let the shadows claim me You best duck for the safety I'm just a Battlefield bomber with a god-tier body count I'm just a lightning launchin', missile mackin' dark ronin You better lock down all your sluts before they sink below sin **[Verse 3]** I got the specter slashin' the blade, he handles the grime for me I'm in the Benz dodgin' the beams, I pack that .45 key I got your top MC slumped, sketchin' him on a void sheet I'm in yo baby mama sheets, makin' her dive off the deep And while you tangled in thot drama, I'm stackin' my vault And pops said chase the fortune, ain't no other assault You slut
