Verse 1 Baller shot caller, insane up in di brain Spit flames, flip lames, no heroes in di game Coke flipper by night, house full of strippers Ride me like di Big Dipper, no tip, just grip her Big purp sipper, fat bong ripper, Dank DK all day Jordans laced tight, AF1s steppin’ on dem face Don’t play, I slay, better pray I nuh switch dat way 40 sippin’, hoe I’m pipin’, leave di whole block slayed Straight paved, no cap, cat nipper when di lights low Love dat pussy, call me killer, got her climbin’ like a pro Whole crew behind me, we move like a machine Flip another one, stack it, live dat dope boy dream Dank clouds in di air, purp in mi cup No heroes in di hood, just wolves weh nuh give a fuck Insane with di flame, every bar leave dem stunned Shot caller forever — now di whole city run Verse 2 I’m flipping heavy loads while dem still playin’ checkers Wrist on freeze, block in a vice grip, no second guessers Dem send shots in di dark but mi foreign too armored Leave opps laid out flat like a lesson for di professors Pockets on full, ghost ridin’ in di foreign whip She want di smoke so I roll up di extortion script Multi-million moves while dem stuck on di lease Flow connected so tight it’s one long lethal release Ice so cold make di block catch pneumonia Opps plot in di shadows but I’m two steps ahead with di coma Every bar a body drop, every punchline a closed casket Swag so heavy di scale break, watch di room get plastered Verse 3 Feet hit di flames, everybody panic, dial di ghost I’m di one dem call when di situation get gross Lay low in di cut, black tint, no shine, no boast 40 sippin’, insane rhyme rippin’, cutthroat to di toast Pimpin’ with a limp, no simpin’, only crippin’ in di code Trust in conviction, no fiction, no fake, overload Fresh to def, step correct or get left in di smoke Weak ones fold quick, I reload and dem choke
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