Gra-Gra-Gra
Is that you JJ
Be keeping that, ???
Bizzy, muna monster, If I walk with the 30 clip
Inna face ???

That structure, Bloodclot

Like, look
What´s a demon to a goblin
I was trappin´, I was robbin´
Every villain got a problem (Facts)
Look, every hero got a Gotham
Every child need a father
Like, I was raised by the block
I was nine when my father got knocked
I was twelve when my brother got knocked
I was thirteen when I left off that shot, eliminated
I had to get on that gritty shit I ain´t forgiving em (At all)
I took a plea for what? Get on your knees I don´t wanna fuck
Look, switching your team for what? I took a oath I ain´t switching up

Look, serving these fiends for what? So I can have J´s when I step in the club (Facts)
Look now I got foreign´s I´m steppin´ in Dior
Drugs in my system I´m drinking my Seymour´s
My body different, I was the Grinch I ain´t care ´bout no Christmas
Look, she wanna hit this
I done fuck bitches and fucked with they friendships
Look, I´m finna slide with a big stick
No I´m Fivio but I got that big drip
This ain´t no race don´t trip bitch, I took an L and then I got big lit
Uh, now I´m just tryna´ get big rich, I ain´t got time to beef over kid shit
I took an opp off the hitlist
My niggas sliding they think that they blitzin
Look, these niggas lie in the booth

See me in person like who you gon´ yell at
You ain´t no shooter boy who you gon´ tell that
If I get booked Marz know where the bell at
I was ´round pack but no I never sell that
Uh, did a flip with some coke
I told my ´migo to mail that
Like, look
I said y´all niggas play too much
I keep it brief, up in these raps
No I ain´t saying too much, these niggas ain´t do enough
Y´all niggas spinning, but y´all ain´t even spinning on niggas that´s ain´t even tuff
??? been fiending to dump
Had that pussy boy bleeding that time of the month
My shooters been on a hunt
When we slide they ain´t like Rick they like Forrest Gump (Facts)

I asked if you ready or not
If I see an opp, don´t think it´s sweet ´cause you know it´s baby bottlepop
When it comes to these bars I´m really elite
Bitch I´m the one who made it hot
Like, look
I was spinin´ on any block
I´m off the ´trone I said I don´t do Ciroc
From the east where they cook up
But I be in the stop where the real niggas milly rock
And my shooter just hit me like good luck
You know it get spooky up at the top
´Cause that´s when you see who hatin´
They ain´t gon´ love you when you leave the block
Like nah ma´, always on go I don´t care ´bout no stop signs
Top 5

Uh, come to that drill and they know I´m top 5
On the dead guys
Uh, niggas say different then he get his head fried
You a damn lie
Like, you mention Brooklyn you know that I´m top 5

Like, uh we really spinnin´ for real
Uh, they makin´ up drills where we really makin´ movies for real
Like, uh
Niggas know I don´t cap
I made it cool to jack what I jack
I´m EBK niggas know all the facts
Like, top 5
Uh, dead or alive they know I´m top 5
You mention Brooklyn you know that I´m top 5

On the dead guys
Like, he talking hot then he get his head fried
You a damn lie
Like, come to that drill and they know I´m top 5
These niggas lie in the booth
See me in person like who you gon´ yell at
You ain´t no shooter boy who you gon´ tell that
If I get booked Marz know where the bell at
I was ´round pack but no I never sell that
Uh, did a flip with some coke
I told my ´migo to mail that
Like, look