[Intro] Yeah, ayy, turn my headphones up Floss, always floss [Verse] Aint nobody messin with me when I grip the pen Im the illeillest shit to hit this city in a min Im the Bombay? Sippin on gin, spittin synonyms Sleeping on me dummy? Its time to get your second wind Ive been winning for a minute, youre not on your second win You dont have a W, you reckon that Im wreckin it I reckon that youre checkin me out, Im just checkin in Youngin in the game so they tell me Im developin Hell if Ima stay irrelevant To these unintelligent benedicts Acting like they know rap and they invented it Wanna be a hiphop head? Then get ahead of it Either way, hater stay the hell out of my element, yeah Ima shine boy, you aint getting none of it Automatic with my 16s, like a gun in it This is my town and Im runnin it Aint no gaps in my raps, they wouldnt be holy with a nun in it Skip the hook, Ima flow to the fullest My words are my weaponry, boatload of bullets Finger on the trigger Mess with me and its a recipe for me to teach a lesson G Ill go ahead and pull it bang! Whats up, thats your girl that your cussin out Youre mad shes at my show to see what all the fuss about Front row in that shirt that shes busting out Thatll teach you to trust a ho, man shut your mouth I aint for no games, bro keep it to yourself Why you wearing baby GAP, keep those clothes on your shelf Hah Im only kidding, but really though Drop it to the floor baby, go on, take it really low Yeah Im just living life and enjoying it Staying sucker free and it works like Im employing it Okay, word, Ima kid from the burbs I dont hide it, I just take a beat and ride it better than the herbs Get it through your thick head, Im a problem Dont tie me to wack dudes cause Im not them Gon tie me to my crew cause I got them REFS in this beotch, boy thats the squadron And Im the emcee that ya slept on Better get up or expect to be stepped on Im prepped with a pep in my step now, so step down I take a big city, turn it to a Speck town What you know about the kid who spits spherical lyrical circles Around these turtles, guess Ill be the hare in this race If you dont see me, you got hair in your face I dont need a scrabble board to put a square in his place You got a chip on your shoulder and got an ape on your back I got my city on my shoulder and a cape on my back You wanna step to Superman, youll get a lesson, in fact I got a message for you hacks, you aint messing with Shaq, man [Outro] My shit is super floss, my shit is super floss I dont speak in turn, Im a super boss Super this, super that, lets get super sauced, ayy My shit is super floss, my shit is super floss, yeah My shit is super floss
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