INDIRECT

I been told you you couldn’t handle it had to escape
False flaggin, he new jackin, the master of bait
Want all the static with all the savages patchin they hate
And fuck token I’ll spit a faggoty rap in his face

And everything that you pausin for comin out of a boy
I never really believed in that shit so how’s it a choice
A misconception that the bigger man, the louder the voice
This that shit that toss you up and grow you out of your toys

Why they tryin me
Like I don’t know exactly who the fuck I am
And how it’s supposed to go
Tire out ya sound like drop d open notes
Big dog, big bark, but you ain’t got no boat to show

Big dog, big bear, fat motherfucker needa go run a lap
Wish I could become an industry plant, but I got more than a couple tracks
Ion even wanna fuckin rap, I’m jus tryna make a hunnid racks
It don’t change the muthafuckin fact that if I ever said it, then it wasn’t cap

Everybody love to double back

Out of control ego
Fungus grow, force feedin those
Now see yourself thru the peephole

Rip X rip peep rip me
If I ain’t payin close attention manifesting, what I reap

I can’t even sleep right no mo, smokin leaves some marks I promise
By the time you feel it inside, you won’t know how far you gone in
40 years ago or some my tio dodging car bombs
Everyone so real but can’t even make a hard song

Ima kidnap all em boys and burn they commes des garçon
You ain’t doin nothin but complaining that you aren’t on
If this was the Middle Ages know men like you would get catapulted
By the end of 2021 I’ll have a bigger bag than what Santa holdin

Everybody love to chat about underground history like you have to know it
Like sgp ain’t a smackhead
Like your favorite rapper ain’t half dead

Cry about it
If you ain’t never done it jus lie about it
Talk that shit if you ready to die about it
Otherwise keep a quiet mouth
Take the bot fuck the wires out it

Shoutout pops for teaching me what eye and hand meant
I got many powers make an iron man bend
I don’t like that energy, no lying mans force
Careful what you send to me, the dying mans course