[Verse 1: AC-NOVA]
Preparing the summer I heard its a bummer, my n***as shoeing to win we running the numbers, all beef ready to go for you n***as that's lunching, off rip we get it in like d** in apartments, sorry to cut it short but my patience is wearing thin with y'all, you lukewarm nemo could never ever step close to jaws. Francis the poster boy for calling ya bluff. I'm Vince and i got next I'm just calling them up, on my newest sh** f**ing the baddest b**h shootermode, shooting, shootlist you can get crucifix, not old but I'm too convinced I'm the greatest to ever do the sh**, i read your directions i see everything you do to mix, dirty south and yea kinda ludicrous, raps turn to stone like dabura when I'm due to spit, sorry kids I'm not used to looking from under ya , only came to click for naked b**hes like Tumblr, you pick your gun up me, Imma firefly firearm higher than propeller when i touch the sky, bitter than Beverly music from heavenly, green n***as trying act hard, Celery. Stay on my P's And Q's Never on my E&J still my mind tinted like the windows at the CIA, run and be afraid to see a sign like ace of base, cold but a n***a came to scar like my name was face, know your role and place or you can get the iron mike, flowing like a Sean Price, hitting like i'm iron-, man...