11 Lyrics

Yeah, blessed 11.11 with a gift

The rest of them wanna get to get

In store like seven-11 is

Been perfecting this

Since I was 10 or 11 then

To a point out of this world

Like Apollo 11 ships

I butcher them like katanas

To the spirits like it's vodka

Dog walking em

Got their eyes wide like chihuahuas

I drop a bag

Drop a microphone

Drop a track

Drop out going dumb but

Still I'm taking em to class

He trembling in his boots

I'm like welcome to the den

Where you gonna need a prayer so

Step aside and say amen

Words like a book volume

Fresh from ink for you to hear

If they tryna swarm

Then they'll get torn

I'll make it clear

I'm the type to pummel you then

I help you to soothe

Then split you back up like a puzzle No one else can construe

I'm the architect

Slamming em like bricks in the face

The better author so

They hate

While playing copy and paste

I'm just rapping on the tribe drums Bringing some new

Powerful alongside my greats

Give them some room

Honestly

I be the truth coming through in my Gucci caps cause they ain't

Flexing for nothing out here & they

Gucci cap

I swarm on them like a bee till

I get my flowers man

Reprimand another brother

Erase em and then I scram

Everybody wanna stir the pot

With nothing else to lend

It's like dogs got rabies out here

They biting each other hand so

I step back from them

Just to keep it civil but

They try it though so

Then I run it back fast as a missile

& when I say"it's the great"

I ain't told a lie

They trying to catch up but

The score had spiked though

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