Critical

Its Swaggy from the Brad I get that bag like I snatch purses

Spit it off the top straight out the pot boy I got crack verses

Black mask and black hearses

Funding all the black churches

Gamble with your life up in these streets if you think that's worth it

Mag it's getting critical My verses damn near biblical

Roll a blunt and kill a beat this shit damn near a ritual

The coldest individual don't never do the minimal

They waiting on me to peak I'm like the heavens is my pinnacle

Get That boy some antidote his blood filled with snake venom

Look up in his eyes you can tell that they got hate in em'

No I do not date women I get the head skate then I'm