Goretex

[Hook] (x2)
I throw the goretex on when I pop out
Cause the rain sure to come
You get washed out
I’m on a full court press
You Get boxed out
Mama truly said it best
You get knocked out

[Verse 1]
Back at it for the rap Addicts
Pass me the mic
Let me take a stab at it
With the fat Matic
Y’all folding like craftmatics
Stay in the court flipping
Like acrobatics
But y’all act savage
They lack status
But they act boss
Cold as Jack Frost
Over balconies
Get your ass tossed
Get lost in the wilderness
Ain’t no emcees Ill as this
Straight from the jungle
With the gorillas mist
Iron fist like Danny Rand
My tеam moving like the Hand
Command a whole clan
And collеct the bands
If they ever ask who’s the man
Awon with the plan
1000 plus grams
Wrapped in Saran
If the mic stop working
That’s the plan B
Only real street niggas understand me
I don’t got no friends
It’s all family
Starting a war with me is insanity

[Hook] (x2)
I throw the goretex on when I pop out
Cause the rain sure to come
You get washed out
I’m on a full court press
You Get boxed out
Mama truly said it best
You get knocked out

[Verse 2]
On a sativa when I wrote the verse
Hotter than the molten Earth
Grew up in the church
But known for doing dirt
Barely a teenager cooking work
Baseheads go beserk
Phone known the chirp
In traps I’m known to lurk
Rare polos and A-solos
I roll dolo
Machine gun rap
Brolic like Bolo
These rappers Bozos
I’m Doc Ellis pitching No Nos
To check their albums
You need No Doze
A lot of rappers play gansta
But the fronting though
CB4 Gusto
I gotta let all of these suckers know
Authenticity speaks
It’s not a gimmick
When I hear your whack adlibs
All I do it’s grimace
Rich niggas be sensitive in the comments
Hip hop is a competitive sport
It’s not a convent
We out for blood
Just remember who you playing with
So Don’t step to the mic
If you ain’t saying shit

[Hook] (x2)
I throw the goretex on when I pop out
Cause the rain sure to come
You get washed out
I’m on a full court press
You Get boxed out
Mama truly said it best
You get knocked out

[Scratches] (x2)
I got no time for fakin' jacks
Around the room, around the way, around the world on a day
No matter the weather you find me out doin' whateva
You gettin' knocked out the box no matter who you are