Last Impression

[Verse]
Spitting toxic, finna venoshock it
Put the beat in tombs, yeah, I'm finna rock it
Yeah, my team too crazy, they be outta pocket
Might've lost they minds like somebody knocked it
Damn, the flow so cold it be frozen solid
Like it's winter time stuck between the faucet
Watch the diamonds dancing on my sleek composite
When I double team adding to the profit
My first impression is to give you hell
Liquidate your organs with this razor shell
Skill swapping my ability, make sure he ain't saved by the bell
Struggle with the bug, all these fuckers fell
Leech your life away, now you're looking pale
Pin missiles running through your tooth and nails
The road where you dropped is the holy grail
Rounds to his chest like he work at Hooters
Metal leave him leaking, I'm a harpooner
Calling every shot like my homie Guzma
R.I.P Kukui, glad I never knew ya
Ash gon' need another motherfucking reacher
Lucky day for him, I'm a substituter
Put him to the test when in the focus blast
Lay him out like an inner tuber
Man, let me just calm down for a minute
Close my eyes, then I meditate
Keep my head iron sharp
Annoying little bats always tryna infiltrate
They frustrated cause I was a wimp
Now the strap stay tucked below the waist
Bulked up every pound, that's why I string as hard 2 .38's
You can smooch the Glock 238
The fatal attraction has a bitter taste
Y'all straight facades wouldn't fight back even if Alola was in a burning state
Throwing false swipes at my armoured back
Now you tuckered out giga impact
Put your stupid ass in a palossand
He the first to die from a sand attack
I'll slash your tires and yo fanny pack
Better pray to Arceus, this man relax
Bullshit, you talking, I'ma bring it back
Arm cross his face how the claws retract
Now your teeth flinging as your jaws collapse
Better watch who the hell you snarling at
Get your psych up or get iced up
Put squares in boxes like a starter pack
And matter fact, where yo starter at?
Prolly dying slow like that yellow rat
My pulse is dark, no skull cap
I'm hella spiteful and all that
But how y'all gon' pressure me when you outchea running stall crap
That's a whole pot calling Kym black, TM80 how I leave em all haxed