i swear to god ya'll ain't seen me agitated yet/ i had to play the hand that i was dealt and not relay the bet/ my poker face is paid in full that's why these traitors guess/ i'm still extending a line a debt to these heads well the bailout is dead in the water/ fed up with disorder lists don't suit the vet/ never wore a vest shooters worth their salt know it's best not to flex on k/ on your best day that's a mistake/ get pressed and confess to shit i did in the tenth grade/ it's that easy/ i won't scrap cause you trash ain't worth a crease in my steez see/ wanna get greasy i'm mister clean with a squeegee bitch/ i ain't bumpin ya cd kid put my foot through it like some dcs and roll out seedy, you see these scripts?/ they're next level hex casters on masters and bastards alike/ the shadow i cast on the mic freeze cats chasin after the mice/ even in the afterlife can't escape the bum / who sonned fake jake's/ and some say went dumb one day never pumped them brakes and ended up with lungs filled with one take greats/ avoided hooks like a smart carp and stayed raisin the stakes to heights you flakes can't pace/ brace yourself i can't be replaced and i can't be traced/snakes keep rattlin off and these pests get sprayed their ex get's laced now i've addressed those claims so bitch stay straight/ i ain't a game boy i can't get played a b select to start shit then i can't be blamed for what heads his way/ i'm laissez-faire but blessed you gettin less plays lame/