ONOMATOPOEIA (feat. Skrilla)

And I only rap on Sundays

He ain't want his face, my brother took it I guess it's finders keepers

We in and out in 30 seconds or less go ahead and time the meter

Fuck you and your dead homies, go ahead and cry river

Another body we putting all the bodies inside a coliseum

I know some **** who got hit way back and they need calcium

Stuff a Kriss Vect inside that bitch, bro, you don't need the drum

He got dreads but went and got a hat because he needed one

My bitch said, you need to see ya son, damn, look what I've become

I hope my son don't try shoot his pop just like he Durk son

Zy Benji, this my second form, got different versions

Can't wait to catch a **** one-on-one just like a Versus

If rap don't pay, I whip my wrist, I'm good in cursive

We forcing it, we turnt a 2 door coupe into a 5-seater

If it's that deep we shoot the bitch too, you know what bye Felicia

Switch & drac' go off, make different sounds like ONOMATOPOEIA

My judge told me how many years I'm facing, I know I'ma beat it

If I get locked I want the biggest charge, I want a racketeering

My Russian plug, build a switch for you, his name Vladimir

The draco squeeze, it get smoky and change the atmosphere

Get back ain't really got no date just don't take seven years

Shit, if I got to, I'ma shoot out Jag trucks like I'm from Jacksonville

Off a pill, he gon' kill all day, give him an Adderall

Just don't go to jail and tell them people you getting sabotaged

You said my name, now the whole district think I'm a mastermind

All my cards, be on the table, shit like a natural nine

Whatever I do, I'ma stand on it, no, I ain't camouflaged

Boy, you soft as dandelion, you ain't harder than Chrisean

Hit a opp, he did the party rock, and now it's Hammer Time

I ain't talking rap videos, but I got camera time

I put Two shooters on both different sides, and now it's sandwich time

I been told ****, I bang high like Noah Farrakhan

Feel like my son gon' be a shooter, feel like Bronny and LeBron

I'm shooting shit like 1MIRS, play backseat, I'm James Bond

Crunch time, walk downs to get back, it takes time

Jeff Dahm, I'm snatching souls like I'm the Reaper, take mine

Showed the bitch a micro drac', she asked me am I OVO

Each O, 50 round mag, that's a hundred more

Told the bitch, fuck me on that money, fuck me on that floor

Pulling up, presidential, feel like Barack in the zoom', Kenzo

Zombieland, I done made it out the trench, but I can't never leave the hood

Mama asked me why I go back, mama, I know that I'm good

Fell in love with serving custies, I'm just a little misunderstood

Serving custies got the block, I pull out loud with a new strike

Christian Prince, the L.A. Gwaii, to take my soul a reunited

I been up all day off Jigga's, I been up pulling all nighters

Brody asking you for a one, I whip the switch, I ain't a fighter

Snake fam

And I only rap on Sundays

I only rap on Sundays