[ Featuring JustNishan ]
I got Nishan back 'cause I got Nishan's back
Told bro "pressure make diamonds, don't crack"
Bitch rappers step aside, you all whack
Better fall in line or duck, quack quack
We're like JME and Big Smoke, we been dope
Serious! as a stroke, this no joke
Watch 'em bend and fold while we stay 10 toes
Big feet, big ****, your bitch been know
I cross my Ts and Dot my Is, collecting Ps not DUIs
If it's beef then I oblige, Motherf*ck a compromise
Don't make me let that toosie slide, let it rip and euthanize
I'm saying less 'cause that's implied but we've been known where you reside
All my dawgs bred different, They're dead inside
Hell bound hell hounds, Leave the scene horrified
All my exes think I'm toxic, Cyanide
I treat a bitch like a haunted house, Don't come inside
Back at it like a crack addict
Crawling out the black attic, plastic on the black matic
Stumbling out the stairway to get back on my feet
Jeezy helped me with the furnace for some heat, frozen meat but I'm back bitch
My five fingers of death, was a slap bitch
Rappers ain't a fraction of who they is, that's a cat fish
I don't like to race but I lap shit
Spoken word capacity, get the snaps, you get clapped quick
Bat shit crazy, took my refuge in the pit
Came out looking like bane, this is no time for fear
You were so tight to hear that the whole time I'm here
I'll go multi, I'm near, you get Muay Thai'd and Speared
Like the Rated X superstar bitch, you can read on it
I don't throw no dirt on no one name but you can bleed on it
You don't know the trouble that you're in, I pee'd on it
Tapped the new depths into my being, I pri'd on it
Going for seconds but we're second to none
Bitch boy you get sonned, if you step to the son
F*ck around and get shmoked if you fly close to the sun
We the jinn you exercise better pray you can run
Holy ghosting through your bitch and get her pregs like a nun
There's more where this came from trust worse has been done
You catfish bitches while we're cashing capital funds
Rhymes land on the kick. But they come with a punch. Uh
And they came with brunch, 6 bitches in the nismo
Keep the tech in the glovebox, Baby Don't mind the gizmo
Don't mind what it isn't, Better mind what it is ho
Put that shit in her guts, Treat it like pepto bismol
I shit on 'em like pigeons with a personal vendetta
I ain't lack toast like ever, always walking with that cheddar
Have tubes through your shit like ECU's and some headers
If you come at me with personals, I'll personally let up, Pussy
