Billy-808INK

I sound heavy like mm 10 fat kids inside a mini van Deliver flavour like a pizza man Mangle raps inside a plastic bag So there's no air when you receive a bang Punchline or not I'm punching through a bag of narcotics My fist look d**e enough to write a kilo My ten is your score That stuff be dank enough to reload Devour skunk until I'm feet low Then shoot your out your position The underdogs stay blessed in the kitchen I'm blessed and addictive Rub your nose and kick the flow a bit Kick the habit then hear my d**e again Choke and get roped from the tree of a Timb How many blacks you see rockin a Timb Don't wanna hear it my cut is daring Walk in the room and get your girly pregnant I'll feed her thoughts of somethin long Something long Elephant trunk inside my swimmin trunks I'll back it out and pick her up She wouldn't know what her her bruh I'm rollin for a cut of the cheese As dumb as it seems My pen don't move for nuttem You can double your fees And pay me for being me Fila with the Maronelli God d**n I look like Sunny Depri Run it Stone Cold Stun it My ferrari is a bulldozer Gorilla spillage in the mag x3 Yeah I'm bad Scotch bonnet for the breakfast My girly piff enough to be a pendant I chop the narn with so much effort Right hand grippin whilst I skin a leopard Then reach the dresser for a cheeky beverage This ugly mug is how I gained a leverage Swoop up on your boulevard And let these verses pop I'll scare the reverend Come spit a second Dunno how I'm good with these things I'll empty chambers bad I'll cop earrings And an all black turtle All black All black turtle All black x2 All black turtle