On The Bible
(专辑: Bin Reaper 2 - 2021)
Alright, what up, Mark? Yeah We'll put 'em up top like a
Twitter header (Ayo, Mark A) Christian Loubs sixteen hundred, I'm a
glitter stepper Thinking that y'all boys heavy with it? We the
bigger pressers Middle of the
summer, catch me in the
strip switching weather Got 'em sick, they just knowing I'ma win forever Talking 'bout drip? You can't even put a
fit together On Melrose, cutting lines like I'm VIP Ain't shit little, everything I
do B-I-G You ain't got pull, you walk in, they ask to see ID (Nope) Reach for a
chain? You gon' D-I-E Chrome Heart tee, it's reflective, hit for seven hundred (Chrome Heart) Three more juggs, might fuck around and get the
bezel flooded (Three more) All this spotlight, no cap, I
really felt it coming (I really did) Cheat coding, got 'em thinking that I'm pressing hella buttons Off a
deuce of Wocky, boy, you on yo way to grab a
fifth She did a
trick on the
dick, that's a
banana split Doggy fucked up, on some donating plasma shit If I
catch him out in traffic, guarantee he'll crash the
whip Bug splatter on the
windshield, I
been road running Three thousand dollar Nikes on, can't do no scuffing Froze buffs, white sticks, got my nose running (Cartis) Before the
rap, I
was online pro punching (I was) Japanese steak fiend, I'm finna hit Kyoto Two horseman on yo shirt? You need to fix that Polo (USPA) Needed kicks for this drip, I
took a
trip to Nojo Hustle DNA, it ain't no team, I'ma get it solo Scam star, punching jacks off a
Galaxy Punch God, Scam King, bitch, I'm yo majesty (Bow down) If we hopping in the
Striker, it's gon' be a
casualty In the
booth, hand on the
Bible, speaking factually Zip of Turtle Pie put me in that one mode, for real Heard you bought some drank from dawg, shit, I
hope it's sealed 2018, was locked in and I'm focused still All gas, can't slow down 'cause I'm close to mills Untouchable, I
used to be the
best at playing tag Haters hating, turned it to the
max, I'm finna make 'em mad At the
mall tripping with the
dubs 'cause the
Franklins stashed Punchline King, I'm Mr. Go And Make You Go Play It Back Used to specialize in credit card fraud 7.62s give a
dreadhead the
Lavar Ball Up before the
rooster making chicken, that's that farm talk In my bag, reach in it? Shoot yo arm off (I'm in my duffy) Neil Armstrong, outer space off some kush mints Take that ski mask off, corn, you ain't took shit Orange and brown sneaks, looking like the
fuckin wood lit Take the
word "scam" out yo bio, you ain't jugg shit (Cornball) You're a
Grade-A hamburger Out in Cali, they just know me as a
Lamb' skrrter Change yo rap name to "Wave Rider", you a
damn surfer Talking 'bout you got the
sauce? You and yo mans perping (Lame) SBDSM, that's the
mafia Seen rock bottom, table turned, I
went and got it up (I got it up) We could be a
heavy metal band, couldn't rock with us (You couldn't) Said you need what shirt? Shit, you got a
punch? Brodie loading chops up, I'm loading Bitcoin ShittyBoyz, what you think? We the
shit, boy Hundred rounder like that beat maker, tryna hit boy It's alright if I
miss tonight, I'ma get boy Thirty five percent THC'll put you on yo ass Mike Amiri, thirteen hundreds, I
just spent it on the
pants (Mike Amiris) Leaving right out the
club, I
just bought some land Two chains, mirror tint, bitch fuck me off a
glance Hey Bitch fuck me off a
glance Walking out the
strip, I
just bought some land Hey (Ayo, Mark A) ShittyBoyz