Lyrics Disheveled - Mak11

My flow like magic, abracadabra
Your show was tragic, fam imma pass on it
I'm so fantastic, man I'm a master
Might blow with the blaster, your ass do the dash homie
They know they some bastards, glad they can fathom it
Flow just like cash, when I'm at my most passionate
Smoking my stash, exposing my splash and drip
Gone like the flash, with old Newfoundlander pics
My bro a philanthropist, we call him Hippy
Can't roll with no amateurs, 'less they be drippy
We blow up your fantasies, if you get lippy
Big smoke out our canopy, O's we be zipping
My hoe she be stripping, and imma provide the pole
Slowly get sickened, my grind make em diet bro
Trolling for shits, I'm on fire like I'm wired at shows
Roll with the clique, all my guys get supplied with dough

He was talking shit, his teeth fell out
No dollar bills 'neath the pillow
Now he tryna speak, feel like Jello
Run up on me, I'm like hello
I been bottle sipping, Tempranillo
Them puppets watching me, Gepetto
Want hot water wrist so boil the kettle
Not on the list you so disheveled

Let me slow it down
Been smoking on O's I could blow a pound
No totem this pole put a hole in ground
Better hold up or go 'fore you get unfound
They know imma goat from my flow and sound
Imma go for they throat if they open mouthed
I was broke and still holding a golden crown
This road that I chose is what hold me down, yeah you know it
I make my money and blow it
Hating on me, and they show it
Boy save the heroics
I get the bag and they know it
Might whip a Jag they won't tow it
No brakes I ain't slowing
Spitting poison my flow is like cyanide
All my boys be on go we might die tonight
I met OG's like Royce Da don 5'9
Can't keep it low key I'll blow up like dynamite, aye

He was talking shit, his teeth fell out
No dollar bills 'neath the pillow
Now he tryna speak, feel like Jello
Run up on me, I'm like hello
I been bottle sipping, Tempranillo
Them puppets watching me, Gepetto
Want hot water wrist so boil the kettle
Not on the list you so disheveled