Aye Brisky

Lemme show these

Motherfuckers how to really

Do this shit man

Its about time

Sitting in my lab again

I’m usin on my set up

I was backin’ it up

Only for the steppin’ even more

Feelin’ in my head again

I’m chemist in the kitchen

And my medicine efficienct

Because that is what I’m told

Chemical inside of me

I put in the experimenting

Fire in the studio

When mic touch vox

Sittin’ in my lap again

The bitch you call love of life

Tellin’ me about you

I said bitch you bore

I am indisputable you know

I ain’t really suitable for havin’ as a foe

I ain’t doin’ M and now the

Home is like a hoe

Just another place of people

I don’t wanna go

They can never body me

I know that I’m a soul

I’ve been on the Charlie (cocaine)

For the months in a row

Every single homie that

I’m chilling with is pro

Eight beers in the first time I drove

I am a rapper

You rappers ain’t rappers

Y’all goin’ after

What I’m leavin’ backwards

Shifting you outta game

Movers and packers

Real rappers are like lions

And leopards

Rappers are druggies

And rappers are haters

Shut the fuck up bitch you

Rappers are greatest

You live in matrix

I live in your playlist

Busy in fucking

Don’t fuck with the dating

Everybody wanna be the main thang

Me Hardbone Trap Monk

Put the city on the map

Doin’ this shit twenty four seven

I’ll make a new religion with it

Once people start getting

What is rap

Every single day is like a weekend like a Sunday with no Monday comin’

When you’re makin’ music in the tracks

Feelin’ like I’m shady

Imma sell a fucking stadium

I feel it in my cranium

And gonna make stacks

You shit piece bout to get a

Piece of this up in the heat of this

I’m phoenixin’ up in this bitch

I’m evilest I’m bout to beat a bitch

Because he been a bitch

You hitting up my DM

I ain’t givin’ you a seen in this

I know you seeing this

And if you reading on my lyrics

Know that I’m a genius

Like I’m Phineas ever since

I was a fuckin’ foetus bitch

If I’m a dick then the game is semen

You know it is semen in the penis

Not the penis in the semen bitch

Have the charm

To date a nun seduce her

Introduce her to the ways of Lucifer

Make ‘em fuck up in a movin’ Uber

Let confess her she’s a roofie user

Make her wake up fucked

Like Bradley Cooper

Hangin’ over terrace its the spoof of

Lay her face in make up

Make her cuter

Drop her church in downer

Hallelujah

Who’s left

Who’s left

Is there anyone

To shoot at

To shoot at

With my very tongue

You rap

Oh you rap

Go let’s get it done

Whose next

Whose next

Yo I’m ready son

Just because I have been

Singin’ the hooks

And I’ve been painting my nails

In this

Don’t mean that I can’t be killing

The crooks

Bitch I’m never gonna change for shit

I make a twenty tracks in a month

Spitting it very fast on a cunt

I took a second to be number one

I’m in direction of peak when I run

When I fast rap

It is fast as

Speed of flash yes

Then I’m past that

Then I’m past that

Then I press gas

Then I pass that

Speed of pad’s flash

On the pad’s back

Then I get set go

Like its Asphalt

On a fast track

With a jet pack

In a back pack

Like a flash back

Of the past at

Fuckin’ death bed

Or a gat’s mag

Or a mac ten

I’m goddamn pro

I’m a toxic mate

I’m not to play with

Bitch you can fuck off here now

Or after layin’

I ain’t givin’ offer stayin’

Not today

Coz I don’t want you ovulatin’ populatin’

Bitch stop to hate

The cock you lay with

Lookin’ for you father in me haha baby

I’m more like a Joffrey awful

Rockin’ satan

Bitch you’re like a soccer ball

You’re passed to players

HYKE

Hmhmhm

I’m out

Shit