It's top flight Mike residing on the top floor
My gold swing like a nigga who can't fight
Back the back cuttes with the similar brake lights
I can't even smoke it if the name of it ain't right
My haze got colors like it's been in a paint fight
So we be puffin' on Picassos
It's a work of art when we spark
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Pullin' in the front driveway
Pullin' up from behind the of the jump start and posin'
He had that shit but he lost it
His coach told him jab that shit but he crossed it
He got caught by a left hook now he clockin' out
Sign the sketchbook fo' you exit
Message
Keenan Ivery couldn't said it no better
Poison Ivy all the bumps on the leather
All in together now
M. Rocks is the shit
Weak boxers cannot get another round
Ice skaters didn't quit
Gotta take a sprint
I'm all sports all sorts of things
I'm a champ
Course I sport all sorts of rings on my hand
And ring ya' doorbell like I'm kin to you open the door
Say what I'm finna' do
I'ma keep you posted, I'ma make sure to keep you in the loop
Ring around the rosie with a pocket full of old trees and a couple gold leaves
Let em' connect like Megasaur
Or get your shit in line
Kitchen time for you Chef Boyar-dip-shits
You cookin' up a whoopin'
You better mind ya' biscuits, business
Man, I handle mines in a instant
Infants, stop cryin' and whining when I start rhyming
Cause my mind shine cut of a diamond
With impeccable timing I feel like I'm in a different weight class
So I'm swimmin' in a different lake
Rollin' deep dishes
Got the Caddy on dinner plates
So whats for supper motherfucker
Much bigger scale
My rhyme scheme bigger than a whale
Two tears in a bucket still just a nother' drip in the pail
You don't get you will get it in the mail
Long all you got ya' flag up from the city where they always trowin' up flags
[Repeat: x4]
I heard that before
One time and they back for more
It's Great Lakes and the 708
You keep that let em' throw it away
I'ma keep it cut and dry like scissors in the top drawer It's top flight Mike residing on the top floor My gold swing like a nigga who can't fight Back the back cuttes with the similar brake lights I can't even smoke it if the name of it ain't right My haze got colors like it's been in a paint fight So we be puffin' on Picassos It's a work of art when we spark ? Pullin' in the front driveway Pullin' up from behind the of the jump start and posin' He had that shit but he lost it His coach told him jab that shit but he crossed it He got caught by a left hook now he clockin' out Sign the sketchbook fo' you exit Message Keenan Ivery couldn't said it no better Poison Ivy all the bumps on the leather All in together now M. Rocks is the shit Weak boxers cannot get another round Ice skaters didn't quit Gotta take a sprint I'm all sports all sorts of things I'm a champ Course I sport all sorts of rings on my hand And ring ya' doorbell like I'm kin to you open the door Say what I'm finna' do I'ma keep you posted, I'ma make sure to keep you in the loop Ring around the rosie with a pocket full of old trees and a couple gold leaves Let em' connect like Megasaur Or get your shit in line Kitchen time for you Chef Boyar-dip-shits You cookin' up a whoopin' You better mind ya' biscuits, business Man, I handle mines in a instant Infants, stop cryin' and whining when I start rhyming Cause my mind shine cut of a diamond With impeccable timing I feel like I'm in a different weight class So I'm swimmin' in a different lake Rollin' deep dishes Got the Caddy on dinner plates So whats for supper motherfucker Much bigger scale My rhyme scheme bigger than a whale Two tears in a bucket still just a nother' drip in the pail You don't get you will get it in the mail Long all you got ya' flag up from the city where they always trowin' up flags [Repeat: x4] I heard that before One time and they back for more It's Great Lakes and the 708 You keep that let em' throw it away Explain Request ×
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