Ape Shit (Freestyle) Lyrics

I'm Urhighness

I'm hot headed, so I ain't cool with y'all

The smoke opened up his chest like albuterol

Giannis, you won't advance if you can't shoot at all

Twins 40s double D's, you know who to call

War tactics what do you suggest

Chrome hearts with the cuffs, Cardiac arrest, no tests, I'm the best, fuck the rest

Play your cards right, I ain't workin' with a full deck

You thinkin' less, I'm thinkin' big picture Kanye West

Knock your head off your neck, if you want Wreck then check

Code word was punisher

Left his skull on his chest

How it was a clean body, but the scene was a mess

Kill shit with a kill switch, limitless, how I peel shit

The sub with me on some Navy Seal shit

Boy you bootleg, I got real clips

The bus transform like Ms. Frizzle on a field trip

Never wheel slip

Face shot, Botox

Shots, Grazed his Scalp gave his ass a mohawk

Hot as stove top

Chief Keef, I'm just a chip off the old block

Boy, you ain't Curry, you ain't Murray, you got no shot

I don't give no fucks, bitch, I ain't scrooge

I'm just givin' bucks, fuck you on

You push your luck and I'm a leprechaun

Ass like Megan Thee Stallion, she a Amazon

Dick so good, I got her runnin' like a marathon

I split your apple jack, I'm cinnamon

You niggas sweet like Cinnabon, it's extra cinnamon

Shells scattered, it's an empty gun

Sippin' Remy Rum, on the rocks

She chasin' for the dick, this ain't Temple Run

We gon' up the score and the price

Any mortal want Kombat, come and test your might

Sleep on me, you gon' do it for the rest of your life

My lil' bro read the room better than he read or write

I fuck Miranda so good, she start readin' my rights

I beat it up, cause she say you ain't sexin' her right

If the pussy good, then I'm sexin' her twice

Latino heat on me, trappin' that Mexican white

Them two-two-threes ain't certified, that's Mexican Mikes

I do shit the G-way on the E-way, exitin' right

I go Ape shit, King Kong, tryna put my team on

Joe Clark, I'm not the nigga you can lean on

Fuck you mean, no Hakeem, get your dream on

Glock with a beam on

Ain't super chop came with a theme song

Silencer, to leave no witnesses, I can't leave the ring on

The ring on, the ring on