Metaphors (feat. Micralph)

I am a menace Got so much drugs I'm a chemist Look down on me I'm offended My rims ain't rented Look at my wrist, it's authentic My gene is branded with Denim In love with my demon Found out I danced with the devil I think I made that bitch jealous She is my heaven Ironic but she is my heaven Fuck that shit lil nigga 'Boutta drop metaphors in this bitch When two wizards link the beat is our witch 'Boutta drop hella flows in this bitch Flows like Niagara Falls in this bitch 'Boutta drop hella chords in this bitch Fresh like young money call us mint 'Boutta drop hella words in this bitch We're fresh like mint on Benson switch I am the cream of the crop, I even the odds The wizard of wordz, the illest of all I've seen this before, they picking their loss I met with the lord, he said go devour I'm Messi bruh, I'm finessing the ball I'm Obi Wan, I'm coming with force Fuck a side bitch, put her on fours Bitch bad, so we fuck on the floor I'm winter in summer, I'm too cold At peace with my other, on zen mode I creep through the opps, no be ten toes Making space in my crib for like ten hoes No be say I be sinner, but damn bro It's the vices that come with the bando As we proceed to make her bend low Omo this ass is stupendeux Metaphorically I'm impossible Lyrically I'm the fucking goat Literally, you know the boy go blow Show me the money, let's fucking go It's falling in place, dominoes What tomorrow brings, man nobody knows Might be pushing p on a bloody road I'll take it, bro, I don't give a fuck I am a menace Got so much drugs I'm a chemist Look down on me I'm offended My rims ain't rented Look at my wrist, it's authentic My gene is branded with Denim In love with my demon Found out I danced with the devil I think I made that bitch jealous She is my heaven Ironic but she is my heaven Fuck that shit lil nigga 'Boutta drop metaphors in this bitch When two wizards link the beat is our witch 'Boutta drop hella flows in this bitch Flows like Niagara Falls in this bitch 'Boutta drop hella chords in this bitch Fresh like young money call us mint 'Boutta drop hella words in this bitch We're fresh like mint on Benson switch Meta-fours like four Facebook accounts How many metaphors can you guys count? Heavy is my head from the crown My throne is up high, I can't even see the ground Cuz I'm seated on the clouds, call me Royal Highness If it's not evident to you Go cure your blindness If I'm to grade these pussies I'll give them D minus Cuz I'm Jesus to these niggas, devils stay behind us I'll give them D-minus cuz they ain't got balls They can't wear my sandals I'm doing Jesus walks My words are the bullets that I use to kill beats When a stray one hits the audience they start to feel me They be like "Guy calm down no de pour me spit" "Your spit hot, now see, e don burn me" We made that song blow, no be bombing We be getting steady money like we steady bombing Yeah No cap like uncircumcised dicks We ain't states cuz, we don't cap You can't box me, I'm off the grid We run this game we on track My flows are explosive So in my water, there's no fish It's nothing fishy my Niggie I'm rich because I get busy It's Micky I am a menace Got so much drugs I'm a chemist Look down on me I'm offended My rims ain't rented Look at my wrist, it's authentic My gene is branded with Denim In love with my demon Found out I danced with the devil I think I made that bitch jealous She is my heaven Ironic but she is my heaven Fuck that shit lil nigga 'Boutta drop metaphors in this bitch When two wizards link the beat is our witch 'Boutta drop hella flows in this bitch Flows like Niagara Falls in this bitch 'Boutta drop hella chords in this bitch Fresh like young money call us mint 'Boutta drop hella words in this bitch We're fresh like mint on Benson switch