Rehab Resort, Pt. 2

[Verse]
It's been a long time since I pen these verses
It's been a long time since I've been in churches
When we do business we go peel off in hearses
Access granted then kill y'all on purpose
I take main routes to my enemy's crib
That's if they send their location then I'm bending their ribs
A fuck I can give, back to the basics of the art
Cold-ass world, icicles to the heart
Triggers really spark, we used to spend digits in malls
Writе rhymes like a gun then put thе pin in my drawls
I finish y'all off, one call will diminish y'all all
Get the fuck outta here, nigga, disfigured retards
Rap snacks mixed with the flaming hots
Niggas claim gangs that they really not
Them niggas is some pussypops
I got the glow, the last dragon on the farmland
Dumb missiles, bomb Sean Jean garments
Arm is equipped with the laser chamber
So when you see Vic Spencer, nigga, that means danger
Shame that it came to this, no talking, just brain leak
Albums used to get leaked prior to the release
I'm knee-deep in the way that I live, this shit is wild
Took time off the clock so I can smoke on this pow

[Chorus]
Kinda crazy how I'm going through shit
Knowing my ribs glow when I'm blowing on piff
Gone off a zip, you gonna get thrown off a cliff
Songs with the kick, Vic put the chrome to ya wig
Kinda crazy how I'm going through shit
Knowing my ribs glow when I'm blowing on piff
Gone off a zip, you gonna get thrown off a cliff
Songs with the kick, Vic put the chrome to ya wig
Kinda crazy how I'm going through shit
Knowing my ribs glow when I'm blowing on piff
Gone off a zip, you gonna get thrown off a cliff
Songs with the kick, Vic put the chrome to ya wig, ya dig