Three headed beast ft. Blackout & Jamari Lyrics

Who you jokin' because between you and I, I don't do replicas

Why everybody gotta follow a trend, fuck what's popular

Stop being a stalker, creepin' ain't gonna get you far

Excuse my likeness, the tidiness is worth it

Rappin' is my birth defect, I was born with this drive

I'm not talkin' car rides and hell is hot

For those who sing, watch the ascending flames rise

My tennis is true and pure, so I'm not wasted potential

It's my importance, so I'm torching those that standing in my pathway

With motive, I ain't feel the burn, no need for concern

Because he's already in the urn, now who wants to have a turn

I'm nasty like a toddler running with boogers, you should've never stood there

Why be stationary, my verse is a legendary

I can see why you scrunch from up, because a skill like this is hard to obtain

Good luck withholding it, because it's too much inventiveness

Nigga, this is not a X-box, nigga, this is not a game system

So niggas not tryna play with me I would have your girls going around in circles

like a 53-16 You might as well call me an artist

Because I'm off in the booth, you know I finish with fire

I put this on for your entertainment I'm finna murder the beat like a first murder

degree I'm bout to create a motherfucking crime

scene, crime scene Yeah, you gon' hit the court, 9-1-1 on me

I'm running from the cops, man, y'all cannot catch me

Fuck it, you might as well call me Flash, because you know I'm on the dash

I'm how I don't run to a 1-8 fucking crash

Killing all these rappers, you might think I got a hit list

I might have to check you off that hit list

Bitches all over my dick like some crickies

Menace, give me five minutes, then we fucking

Tricking, I might trick your bitch into sucking