7GRAMZ Lyrics

I'ma set it off on the pivot

Yea I'm ignant

I ain't got time to wait on nobody

Ran out of minutes

Flat line service cut off

Man why you ain't pay your bills yet

Stressin' over the wrong shit

Mothafucka get yo head straight

I'm on the swivel

Back & forth with the riddles

No Riddler

Concentrated off the finest utensils

No efforts

In order to take me out of my level

You gotta travel back in time

To murder the fetal

However

What's destined to be

Will be

So let it breathe

2 freak hoes

In the back seat

Call em Siamese

Started feeling the Psilocybin

Kicking in

Gotta get out the streets

Fractal geometric patterns

Splattering I'm in too deep

I lost track of the caps

They found their way back

Stems included

I can prove it

Just show me the bag

Well intact

Then I'll hand over what's inside my hands

Keep in mind

That I ain't playing with no fucking grams

Stick to the plan

Every thing we supply is in demand

No synonyms

We ain't the same

You plastic saran

No middle man

I don't be fiddling with no nickels man

Belligerent

From realizing you'll never be relevant

I don't fuck around with no fuck arounds

That shit contagious

You basic, face it

You ain't raw

Like rubber latex

You missed the late text

I break necks

Like rolling bass heads

You can not taste this

Pokeball Quad

Would leave you brainless

Should I say less