Excellent Operations

[Verse 1]
Turn negative to pluses
Regulated and too dedicated to congregate with some busters
It was a kid that used to see me
And be like “Vic I’m gonna be a rapper and be one better than you”
I said true nigga uh
More work and less talk
I told him to stay in the studio and out the streets but he didn’t
That nigga got murdered just last week (Sheesh)
Now I’m going to the studio instead of his funeral
Kinda wild you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into
Operator excellence
Bless the whip with the fattest wish while I text my chick
Your business too weak for me to care about it
Expert at having your speakers pounded, terrace surrounded
Clever with words, sneakers look like cheddar and herb
To be flyer you’d have feathers and [?] nigga
Quack quack get back smacked backstage
You smoking backwoods that wasn’t back in the day
You a pussy boy, click clack back in my ways
Don’t make me take it back to ’95 slap in the face nigga
(Beat the brains off these mother fuckers)
(Where the fucking loop at?)
([?])
(Loop been up like a thousand times)
Niggas got to learn to operate
Stop the hate before the chopper spray and I get locked away
Do dumb shit, get done quick
Handicap rappers swear to god that they run shit
Mmm, you’re just a kneecap soldier
He gon’ cry in the car and relapse when he older
Pump gauge wake your ass like Folgers, I don’t believe in chasing
I live out my dream all my sneakers clean
Vic mean and vicious, you fictitious
Got the never to call yourself Lil Delicious
A whole bunch of bitches a whole row of stitches
Take your fake belt off your waist and beat you with it (I’m your father)
Niggas know the business, handle it quickly, super busy
Semi-automatic until you hear me
To my man golden arms god bless your life
I spit HIV now go test the mic