[Verse 1: Stoute Louis]
I make every second count
Look! my joy ain't expensive dawg, no matter the amount
You ain't here for the green, without trampoline, ama bounce
You ain't got shit to offer, put a clamp on ur mouth
Them loud ass niggas ain't weigh much but an ounce
Look! Hand me my flowers , y'all niggas petrified
Jerking off after youngns like them pedophile
I'm both like Johan cruyff with a wrecking style
We follow rank and file, three stripes on my fabric so step it child
Like ur pops got his girl pregnant, shit I got a rare preference
My dеmeanor gotta myrrh essencе
My longevity celebrated, we burn heifers
Shawty shaking loose with a plaque, protesting bare chested
Got a nigga thirsty and acting wild and damn reckless
I predicted shit like nostradamus, karma biting they ass with Jaws of piranhas
[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
A life full of drama and peripeteia
I see some jew men that wanna dead the messiah
But I stay winning like Willy Bunting, still be stunting
You should see me when I'm in my element, it's really something
Causes noble like inert gases, a brother wrecks songs
Your artificial styles is short-lived like oganesson
Killer propane, feel a pro's pain and amateurs is joyous
Spiritual, won't let the rituals of these Kanayos destroy us
Heads peep the jewels I drop, wanna form a covalent bond
But my sis be telling me, "Bro you're using yo talent wrong"
As she speaks to me, I can see disappointment in her eyes
Says, "You got skills but the future looking gray like Demarai
You should use radio frequencies like you do with MRI's
And then spy the cheddar rise like the price of December rice."
Still songs hit homies, some chics lonely and come to blow me every night but everyday, son be roaming from dawn to gloaming