​unexpected

[Verse 1]
Know I’m really tryna make it with this rap shit
Other fuckers talkin on my name, they spittin wack shit
Say they wanna pull up on me, are they really cappin?
Doesn’t matter, i got homies and they got my back
I don’t relax on this track, roll you pussies in a pack
Got an hour to record, I put my all into this rap
I’m eatin caps, got them mushrooms in my stomach, cannot pass
Opportunities before me, leave these fuckers runnin laps, uh
Empty head, I’m finna take the day off just to rest in bed
I’m sediment, these fucks who came before me, know I’m head of them
You dead again, but omi, change, and sega ain't been laid to rest
I’m hella fed, this green that I be gettin ain't the end of it
Blue racks all up on my pocket
Say this music ain't for you, well you ain't try, so you can't knock it
Bitches fiendin for my wallet, askin for a couple g’s to get em through the day
Fuck out of my face, cus B-I-N-G-O got bills to pay

[Verse 2]
I’m eatin this beat like a fatass
I’m hungry for more, need a fat stack
You dead, so I’m gettin the last laugh
And shoutout to girm for this wack rap
I’m takin yo brain apart, see how it work
And I’m watchin yo memories form
You talkin some shit and stay locked in the crib
But don’t know that I’ll kick in the door
Rap fast, but I dont needa flex
You a lab rat, finna run me a test
If you that bad, or you really up next
Am I talkin bout me or myself? What the heck am I sayin
I’m goin insane, super saiyin
These bars that I’m layin, debatable, who even playin em?
Choppin you up like the beat, I’m filetin em
Turn down the beat like I’m fadin him
She tryna link, I tell her copy that
She doin what I say, call her a copycat
Make that bitch bend herself like she an acrobat
Can't see the vision? You must have a cataract
Yellin my vocals, my chords feelin strained as a bitch
I might as well dig me a ditch
Cus a bitch wanna bitch to me, snitch that her man is a witch
He killin himself over this

[Verse 3]
Recharge, gotta make some singin shit to recharge
At large, city lookin for me when I’m in charge
Got big guns, make yo city shake from all the discharge
(Hold on I gotta reload)
I think I made my damn mark
Off this fuckin percy that I popped about an hour back
Think yo fuckin thirty gonna hurt me when I got the MAC
10 drums poppin at yo biddie and yo damn son
Raygun, hit you with that *ray gun noise*, end yo round
On the mound, fuckin with me make me take yo damn estate and burn it down
Keep yo family inside, they scream for help but who’s around?
Got they mouths muffled, they can't even make a fuckin sound
Go ahead and try to pull some shit again, I’ll break you down
Can you hear me clearly yet? Think you need to fix yo interface
I thought my rhymes were too coherent, guess you need a hearing aid
Got shooters in yo city, they ain't scared to take yo life away
If you say that its unexpected, sorry, that’s the price to pay