WORD OF MOUTH

Lemme hit a hot tip you didn't hear from me It's the s a l v from the frequency Goin d double e p cover come creep wit me I'm the late night lover that the freaksll see Cmon It's my sentences they lettin gettem loose And i meant it when i said that im king of the caboose Sting like a 45 float like a deuce deuce Chase a half a bottle of the vodka wit da fruit juice Yo Which one of you motherfuckers took the lighter Cant talk the way i talk without eleven ghost writers Got the red flag bitches you can call me bullfighter Cummin half an hour late cos i got lost in the vagina I heard it through the grapevine That you been tryna take mine This city gold plated everybody tryna fake mine I kill and like to take time A murder call the dateline Tell em to let the cross on the casket chrome paint shine Fuckin it up Got 2 brothas hol up Got sum Drank in my cup Like we don't give a fuck Make ya baddie go suc suc When I pull up to the scene Make yo gramma scream cuz my bars obscene Yeah envy me Bury me You know that you're my enemy By any means I grip bag o' bud like the legs on a centipede We be stackin bricks, all you mothafuckas chicken feed Talk all you want, but my shit is genuine You're fuckin angry cause i'm all the shit you've never been Doing this for fun, stop taking it so serious Flow fucking ill i'm still inside your head, delirious Word of mouth Creepin up in yo house Bout to, hit the smooth shit To make the whole room bounce Word of mouth Keep your ears to the streets We the 1 2 3 to kill a boom bap beat Word of mouth Creepin up in yo house Bout to, hit the smooth shit To make the whole room bounce Word of mouth Keep your ears to the streets We the 1 2 3 to kill a boom bap beat Word of mouth Creepin up in yo house Bout to, hit the smooth shit To make the whole room bounce Word of mouth Keep your ears to the streets We the 1 2 3 to kill a boom bap beat Word of mouth Creepin up in yo house Bout to, hit the smooth shit To make the whole room bounce Word of mouth Keep your ears to the streets We the 1 2 3 to kill a boom bap beat This mother fucker over here, don't care For you square suckers taking shit, cause you unaware I've been playing games act a fool, call it solitaire Dem cards were stacked against me But moved up no wear and tear Certified hustler call me mista propeller Got the mind and the muscle Take your shit, no never Said you best take notes I'm a real go getter Got you hungry for this heat You ain't, seen no better Hot take, the frequency is sound Tryna make the money We don't sweat the word of mouth We've been on it active every week Top of the climb Our technique be antique We don't pay no mind To you, rowdy motherfuckers Ain't wasting no time On your goofy ass beats, and your wack ass rhymes If you hop into my cypher Then you, best spit right Cause we, kick it, with the slang Smack your ass goodnight