Ultra Instinct Lyrics
Yeah i got them enemies
They try hard to get rid of me
Are you kiding me with hidden chi
Not talking about no Dbz
I shoot up like a special beam
Heal the flow with sinsu-beans
I fuck yo bitch and make her scream
Rolling loud and I'm sipping lean
Going fucking ultra instinct on this fucking beat
Boutta switch up this flow, bout to get me some dough
I don't fuck with these lames
My cookies certified
And my OG plug in the HIGH TIMES hall of fame
Gelato in my blunt...I don't do cocaine
Belair in my glass... Got my double cup of that good lean
Married to this life gave it a wedding ring
No prenup, car note for the reup
All these goofy bitches on my dick told em to ease up...
Yeah told em ease up
Rolll up that reefah
Carry that heata
I'm high speedin like A race
We strapped up like a army base
I'm chef curry with the pan
Wearing all white like the ku klus klan
I fucked your bitch I'm on the lean
You bald ass nigga just like mr.clean
But I'm not really hatin
I rapping like I'm Satan
She on knees like she praying
I'm Michael Myers I be slaying
I'm being cut have them scars
I'm blasting to space like its mars
Ya bitch on my dick going hard
Not budging, not bluffing
No budget ,stay smudging
The summit,can't touch it
Puppets try judging,i run it
Hennessy chugging,got the whisky mean mugging
Double barrel, way im slugging
Bone marrow, feels me coming
Bars you can't stand
Rhymes are the truth
Always super man
No phone booth
Low riding in the coupe
Whistle like a flute
Always loaded way i gotta shoot
No controlling, what im gonna do
I'm no rapper but I keep this flow
I keep this shit way on the low
They follow wherever I go
I pull out the strap let em know
You know I'm only dropping the bars
I only whip foreign cars
Pull up in the rari's and rover's
You fumble that shit like turnovers
AIlen Iverson crossovers
You broke you eat leftovers
We movin like upperclass
Blunts to the face take it back to back
All of your bars are so whack
I take off and go flip a pack
Goku hop on this track
Yuh
Thinking bout some things Sophie read up in the diary
Looking at myself like mothafucka did you lie to me
Whats really up inside of me
Id probly have to die to see
I see a couple routes to heaven
God has not invited me
He might agree
This
Godly flow
Thats
Dipped in gold
Can cripple souls
And throw you in the Void between your truth and fucking fictional
The team is taking books and making albums
Yall don't get the quotes
Can't make em see the greatness when they choking on their pinnacle
I mind my business
Keep it moving
I do me and people tune in
Learned to keep it to myself cause most the time they just assuming
Thats the problem with these humans
Why we gotta know everything
When most of y'all can't even tell me how they make a wedding ring
Id digress
But I'm tryna promote pro-gress
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I'm tryna do more pro-test
This energy I pro-tect
I feel it in my whole chest
The reason I get no rest
I'm centered on my focus
You might as well wear no vest
Im Aiming at your Eye until I see inside my own head
Then walk across the foundation and step where there is no ledge (knowledge)
See EYE can now control it
By knowing I don't control shit
When I'm tired of the game I let God grab the control stick...
That nigga is a glitch..
Got the Glock with a stick...
Pull up on em let it hit...
Supaa litt with ya bitch
The lames looking sick
Boutta bless y'all with a freestyle real quick
In the stu with with the fam
MBE® to you fans
Yeah you know I'm the man
Yeah you know I'm the man
Ultra instinct is litt
Nigga Jiren a bitch
Vegetas my son
Wtfs a krillin
All I smoke is that gas
And ya bitch got no ass
You dead let a lame put ya black ass on blast
Feeling staticky, I'm here back in the east
Better come prepared if you tryna mess with me
I'm tired of these bums thats tryna look flee
I'm back in this bitch tho so feeling froggy... leap
