call me Scottie Mangione, i kill the pussy like a pro/ got to see these M’s all by my lonely, that’s always been the goal/ i feel like Scrooge McDuck, nosedive in a pool of gold/ French Waltz on, smell beautiful/ why your crib smell like bootyhole??/ bitch give me six feet, pandemic never truly ended/ cuz stupid mfs were already an epidemic/ bitch read a book/ particularly mine with recipes, bitch learn to cook/

i feel like Jen Mosely, tall shorti can’t shut the fuck up/ blunt full of clovers, face it now your luck up/ only fuck with two Donald’s, one of them is from Scrubs/ but the only JD i fuck with is from Scrubs/

gas in my lungs, got that ethanol ganja/ hotbox, got a secondhand high driver/ new money, Child’s Play, Aubrey Plaza/ till my last breath screaming out “free Gaza!”/

bitch./ …brought your mother flowers just to blow her a kiss/ invited me in for a drink and now her toes in my lips/ my diamonds shine like the noggin on ol’ Freddie Gibbs/

i hit the metamorphosis into balisong/ they want more of this, i might start a Patreon/ spit so damn hard i’m a walking ad for Raytheon/ Lockheed Martin tryna find out what the fuck she on/

strobe lights on my fingers/ i shine in the dark like Kinger/ the right angle, watch it shimmer/ y’all some copies, i’m the printer/ favorite rapper of your favorite older sister/ least favorite sister, too, but there’s no point to even list her/ you don’t even fuck with her/