TalesFromTheCrypt

I'm a HornRiddenDevil kicked back smoking fruity pebbles

I ain't on that same old shit El Niño upped a level

You ain't got shit on The Kid that's what I'm tryna tell you

I can smell you smoking mid that shit is not no pressure

Money long can't measure come around I change the weather

Bitch I'm smooth like leather they said screwstone do it better

My name holding weight yo shit lighter than a feather

I be spitting flames this shit hotter than a pepper

I'm stacking blocks like jenga, my heart cold my chest a freezer

I run up money quick, I think I might be part cheetah

I remember 11th grade I was taking blinkers