[Intro: King-ISO]
Everybody so goddamn drugged up nowadays
You wonder if n***as is actually dope or are they just doin dope
Everybody saucin tho, f** it, aye!
[Hook x2]
This that sh** that they been waitin on saucin on em' with the lyrics tho
You got style and I ain't hatin on you, but nothin wicked when we hear it tho
They just get a little way to wake, write a simple hook like here it go
This is dedicated to the ones who want the style and really wanna hear you flow
[Verse 1]
Question to the f**ing rap game, where the f** the lyricism go?
So rhetorical be as it may, y'all just wanna hear this n***a flow
This that independent if he isn't Aftermath of it'll be on Interscope
This that certified and stamped music with a message, chop push the envelope
This that I didn't write it in the phone, get a pen and pad and get it on
This that cut you off while in the cypher then will look at you like, f** you spittin fo?
When the fans hear it lift they damn spirit with my hand veering like I'm grippin Solos
This that cold blooded Rick James sh**, vampiric flow, the original
Every f**in rapper flippin dope, same story n***a different quote
Music 'sposed to be a movie to us, I've already seen this sh** before
This that grip that fully automatic Tom Clancy with the whole Division flow
Meaning with the spit I could go get ya ho and with the bros flip the sh**, reciprocal
Y'all got bars on the net huh? But physically can never finish
Goes pause my flow so innovo in the go like think you know?
n***as pay to get seen right?
Get exposure then they get exposed
How ironic when they see the light when I black em' out like Kenneth Cole
All I f**in do is body beats when I'm done see if you can get a pulse
Check the hand and check the neck too, I already slit the wrist and slit the throat
Motha f**a this is Brainsick you little n***as got a frickin' cold
But when I'm finished if you got the sniffle just because I'm literally kickin dope
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2]
Answers to the f**in rap game, A.I. Seven Six the flow
Sick as HIV and 8 IDS ain't I the illest yo?
Gully is my f**in last name on the edge is where I'm sittin tho
n***as claimin they some ISO fans, never heard IKON or Venom tho
Wait a minute, f** a little rap fame
I blew past em' they talkin 'bout they finnin' to blow
They blew sack 'cause they blew it and they didn't yoke
But I be puffin' Indica the same color as Indigo
They know that I'm the hardest n***a in the O and all the bad b**hes in the city I've been in they throat, plenty hoes
Press these rap world wide b**h I'm ennoble
n***as know that my format so formidable
They wonder why the white girls call blood King
Prolly 'cause my flow got that Starbucks zing
Plus I'ma star, Mia Mars, Cha-ching
I'm a Mars bar to all of you Star Crunch things
Now they see me gettin bucks, Im a star, much green
Make it rain on a s*ut like The Heart Machine
Get to flexin on you n***as don't start nothing or I'm ga**in on you n***as like fart touch kings
n***as don't know how to switch they flow, I mastered carpentry, the Christians know
Put your right hand on your heart, pledge under me indivisible
This hollow leave a man invisible
The doctors on me man like physicals
Poppin Addys like they M&Ms told the doctor f** it I'm a criminal!
[Hook x2]