Crimson LV Constructs x 4th Rope Heels

Yeah

Mike & Keys

Kush God, bitch

Sam came through in the clutch with the lighter for a ****

Uh

I'm all about my bucks, hustle, linin' up my ducks (Uh)

Residue in my fingernails, blood on my Constructs (Yes)

Growin' up in Harlem, it was hard for me to trust

T-Roy was smokin' with ****, they hit him with some dust (That's right)

He ain't been back on the first floor since

I roll personal blunts, I curve all your attempts (Uh)

All your friends curve you, watch all y'all vent

I'm in my bag, big duffel, got Goyard prints (Right)

Lil' homies so slick, won't even know they spint

Car rentals from out of town you won't even know they in

All they know hit the streets with a stick, keep it a brick

They the wrong lil' **** to play peekaboo with

Big gas in a room at the Ritz (Uh)

Crispy, sweet like La Nova barbecue pits

All in the wrist, eighty thousand all in the wrist

A couple boxes on the doorstep, it come all with a risk

My track record flawless, pop

My phone ringin' like the ball just dropped

You know the fellas got the corner locked

It's super hard to keep the work in stock

I work the block like Ann Davis, **** can't fade us

I'm God structured, fan favorite, **** man-made up (Uh)

Put me anywhere in the world, know I can cake up (Right)

Both hands on paper (Right), you can't mandate us (Uh)

Shout to my ****

Uh, Smoke DZA, Westside Gunn, they got they own wrestling league

Which I, that really fuckin' intrigued me because

You gotta think outside the box, if you follow what everybody do

Then you're not gonna be successful 'cause you're already doin' what someone else has done

I get it, sometimes, you need to follow a blueprint 'cause that's the way to success, XYZ

But the **** who win are the **** who think of they own ideas and basically come outside the box

So when they told me they had they own wrestling league

I'm like, "Yo, that, that's fire, man"

(Let's go, Pria)

Yeah

(If you listenin', you need to turn it over to side B)

I'm out of my ringside seat, I'm at gorilla now

This a different frequency (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)

Yeah

You know the heels have eyes (Uh)

The real bad guys is givin' peel cap vibes (Uh)

I will advise

I was chillin' with my daughter eatin' chicken pad thai (Really)

I don't really know what happened, we wasn't really at odds (Uh)

I pray to God that all that chatter won't let the Smith & baptize 'em (Bah-bah-bah)

High off live resin (High off live resin, uh), keep the vibes vibin' (Keep the vibes vibin')

Bitch, you know it's 4th Rope or nothin', right? (Ah, ah)

Thinkin' 'bout a hundred million keep me up at night (Right?)

I won't ever give you suckers life (Nah)

Ain't nothin' sweet, ain't nothin' nice

I'm snuffin' feet, I'm— (I'm snuffin' feet, I'm—)

I'm snuffin' feet, I'm knuckle tight

Yeah, this the real Hurt Syndicate, **** (That's right)

Fuck around and think it's TV until you livin' it, ****

Could get it done to you for frivolous figures

Yeah, the K's ain't lowercase, the handgun's a throwaway (Boom-boom)

Miss me with that reminiscin', fam, I don't relate, I'm (Skrrt)

I'm approachin' my prime, I'm out that coma state, I'm

I'm Chain Gang Cena, I don't gangbang neither

Such and such, my name ain't either, my brain on reefer, yeah (Got my brain on reefer, right)

Uh, now what's better than three ropes? (Three ropes, it's rhetorical), yeah

What's better than three ropes? (Three ropes), yeah

What's better than three ropes? (Three ropes), yeah

Now what's better than three ropes? (Three ropes)

What's better than three ropes? (4th Rope shit)

Listen, man

Next Heels, man, I'm comin' out, ****

Patent leather, MAC11 with the motherfuckin'

Suede titties, ****, hahahaha

Fuck you talkin' 'bout, man? Super Flygod shit (Flygod)

You already know, ****

Can't nobody fuck with us, my brother Smoke

Can't nobody outsmoke Smoke but me

Remember that, man

Don't even fuckin' try it, ****

Jump off whatever the closest bridge to your mama's house, ****

For real

And fuck all y'all other **** that ain't us, ****

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