I've been going hard lately, lately
They've been falling off now, off now, off now
They've been falling off now, off now, off now
They've been looking soft now (soft now, soft now)
They've been looking soft now (soft now, soft now)
Dug 'em in the dirt now, dirt now, dirt now
I've been going hard lately, lately
You know how I do, do, do, yeah
You know how I do, do, do, yeah
f*ck y'all even talking bout
My flow is hot like three mile island
I've been whaling from The Bronx to Staten Island
They can't try him
Got his own swag never could they style him
Most of the time I like to keep it simple
Bitches don't give a f*ck if I got J's
They just love to see my dimples
And I love to see them on they back
My shit is crack rathеr pure coke
Pure dopе it needs soap
My shit nasty you can't get at me
I've been walking through walls tongue like a sword
Been praying to the lord
Hope he getting my calls
Till hell falls
Don't got a shooter that's on call
Just these bronze balls
Weapon of choice that's a wooden bat
Told the ops come and kill me
Motherf*ckers ain't slide
Told y'all that you p*ssy for the eight time (I swear to God)
Hate you f*****s but this ain't a f*cking hate crime
On a beat this ain't play time
I lay rhymes to ya bitch uh
See you bitch breasts on the FaceTime
She love the flow I kick
She tryna get me over
She get open with a sip like damn I'm tryna finish my drink but f*ck it
I'm getting buckets
Motherf*ckers in your house all day
Ain't made a move in God knows how long
And God knows how strong I had to be to overcome
Soda with my rum I'm forever going dumb