Wrap Up

[Hook: Jarred A.G.]
Oh my God
I think I did it again
I think I did it again did it again
Oh my God
I think I did it again
I think I did it again did it again

[Verse: Jarred A.G.]
Your shots fired rolled of the young god
Push me to the edge click clack gun cocked
If the funds stop, survival tactics
Grab the cabbage bag and wrap the package
No credit round here can't crack the plastic
I bet I crack expectations
Statistically speaking I ain't expected to make it
I'm two steppin with satan
My demons blatantly aim-in
While we playin for payments, damn
This is spittin kickin rhythm now the time will fly
You can have the fruit the apple seeds have the cyanide
Couldn't see straight, blind in the mind
You comin in first I comin in third
Receipe for resitation recite like a hundred words
Flow spitta go getta channel-in my hunters urge
Urgent that im workin till the verse is perfect
Now my words is burstin but first its makin
Loops around my head like I think in cursive
Versus any person verbally i'll dice em up, I
Like to fuck, she don't like the language but she like the love
The crew in motion focus floatin like the ocean holdin y'all bogus
This games to hot to touch but can y'all hold it
No handles the only time you blow is when you hold those candles
Lets pray at your vigil
Audio will blow his brains out play with this pistol, like

[Hook: Jarred A.G.]
Oh my God
I think I did it again
I think I did it again did it again
Oh my God
I think I did it again
I think I did it again did it again