0.35

[Intro: Jay Amo]
Man try ask me for 3.5
Are you mad? I'll give him .35
Try approach man about it, but you know, donny
That will be the end of your life
Like, man try asked for a Q on point
Are you mad? I'll give him Q off point
Try approach man about it, but you know, donny
I'll dislocate your joint
Like man try ask me for two of the blue
Are you mad? I'll give a man .2
Try approach man about it, but you know, donny
That will be the end of your crew
Like man try ask me to draw my zoot
Are you mad? I'm 'bout to bore this yout
Try approach man about it, but you know, donny
I'm 'bout to claw this yout

[Verse 1: Jay Amo]
Man try ask me if he could flick
Is he mad? Don't make me draw for the flick
Is man ah man dumb? Or is man ah man mad?
Well, it's calm cause man ah man's skitz
Know that Jay Amm is going on sick
Don't make me call Mic Ty for this prick
That's your life on the line, consigning his gibs
Send debt collectors to light up a kid
Man try ask me for 3.5
Yo, AJ, what should I do with this guy?
AJ told me to pump him
So I filled up the baggy with [?] type cause
I draw for my zoot and I toke it
All of the mandem on motion
These grime MCs are a joke ting
So I flick out the flick and I poke him

[Hook: Jay Amo & Big Zuu]
Man try ask me for 3.5
Are you mad? I'll give him .35
Man try ask Jay for 3.5
Are you mad? You'll hold a different bang
Man try ask me for 3.5
Are you mad? I'll give him .35
Man try ask Jay for 3.5
Are you mad? You'll hold a different bang

[Verse 2: Big Zuu]
Man try ask Jay for 3.5
Are you mad? You'll hold a different bang
Ain't from ends, you're an immigrant, fam
Make this pussyhole click with his clitoris scan
Copycats wanna mirror this man
Can't point at the top like a pyramid damn
Which means they'll be on the headlines like wrinkles
You ain't ready for rides, they ain't simple
Talk about your lead and metal sign
Only time you let the iron rise, it crimples
You man are more soft than dimples
Beats, I amaze on like Kindles
That's an old bar, you know, star, like twinkles
I'm tryna progress faster
Like a Muslim that don't eat, faster
In this grime ting, I'm a master
Cut open the scene, needs more than a plaster
We've got the first, we'll see who the last are
Try send, that will equal disaster
No Pokémon, if a boy blast toys
It will do more than mark ya
No face, there's a mask on
Make you scream, Jesus Christ, no pastor
Hard shells like pasta
More dread than a rasta
More lead than pencils out in a math class
2 2 spurring man, you'll get your headback rarsed
Grimy don and that's without black bars
Bunning lyrics physically, get back fast
For your shit idea? You'll get scrapped, don
You little bitch, I don't give a shit cuh
Man like me, I still scrap dargs, what?