Bubble Gum

They say stick and stones a break a nigga bones
But they can't reach the heights my throne sitting on
I'm a rap assassin, niggas whack for asking me for verses
When they ain't even killed a song

Fuck is niggas on
I am exactly who I say I am and who y'all scared to name
Lemme paint the picture
I'm the pound for pound reigning
Tape for tape banging
Wait for who claiming
Take the Drack, aim it
Places they staying
I didn't come playin, bitch I came slaying
Bitch I came saying, super like Broly
You can fight show me
You might see me out but you do not know me
Step into my office, treat them like Toby
Came into the game, Glory Wan Kenobi
Mentored every rap nigga in my city
Back when yellow boy tried to come get me

I trapped out the foot locker
I was the cushion, the foot doctor
I bring the work into work and was out of the work before workers disbursed
I was bad but shit I did done worse
But I knew just moving shoes couldn't pay me my worth
Bitch I shine in the dirt
I was made under pressure
Adapt to whatever
I may weather, storms in the desert
Rap niggas desert, rap niggas dessert
Cause Glory in the building with the deuce like Jeter
Niggas only hard on the web like Peter
I'll kill every self-proclaimed goat
Nice fur made a coat for the Glow, where's PETA
I used to drink Hennessy by the liter
If rap got a face in my city I'm the leader

(That's light)

Main everything the show
Fashion, I need more green than Mo
Flows getting jacked I'm related to Bo
Quit telling me shit that I already know

Ever since fifteen I been under oath
Ducking the vice but we live by the code
Tell my young players keep playin they role
1st hall of famer from my camp, yes sir

Number one in the city, the district, the region, the county, yo hoe heart
Boy these hoes smart, Einstein
Tell her beat the block if she ain't wine fine

On my lowest days I couldn't be y'all
These niggas ain't sweet, but they jeans small
Hate I got to act like I never seen y'all
I mean the game is washed up after all, but shit

Surprise, n****
Writers block out the window
Plus y'all wins low
Tryna Mack on my hoes while I'm playing spades with my kinfolk

Smoking good green, let the fringe go
Cracking all night, that's how the binge go
Dropped Test Drive during quarantine
First time seeing how the Benz go, but shit

Who yo top five? I'm dropping all five at the baptism
Used to lack wisdom, only cop ribbons
Now I'm cuffing mics like Ms. Givens

And my squad a given, champions
On a marathon, feel like Lance again
Corleone is back
Corleone is back

(Too light)