Honestly

I doubt it if I only seen it on the internet

HmA lot of niggas bred, not a lot of niggas thorough bred (oo-oo)

How this thing that I love gon′ kill me? Is this cigarettes?

Is it nicotine?

Where my niggas at?

Making something of themselves placing bigger bets

We got bigger fish to filet we ain't laying up

Don′t give 'em that shit from the free throw, niggas fucking hacks?

Got the simulation glitching bitch we busting back

Now they leaning in to listen, got the baritone

Still a couple niggas drowsy off the 'tussin pack

I′m feeling energies I′m even peeping pheromones

I'm screening enemies like casting calls for Marvel flicks

Brought water to drink, brought water to gargle with

If it was salt water most at the surface like some snorkel shit

I′m in the dark water it's black and white just like the orcas is

Killing shit, Darth Vader even with the force

These niggas forcing it

Art paid us even with the failure, know I′m fortunate

Raw papers twisting up these joints, I'm no contortionist

Star gazer, look up at the sky and know it′s more than this

Piss on niggas flows I'm Mr. Porcelain, please pardon me

Salt shakers for the seasoning it ain't no salt in me

Sharp razors in my company they not just ornaments

Far greater with my niggas, what′s the coordinates, uh

Honestly

I doubt it if I only seen it on the internet

It′s a lot of niggas bred, not a lot of niggas thorough bred (thorough bred)

How this thing that I love gon' kill me? Is this cigarettes?

Is it nicotine?

I was hotboxing the stain back at the gang way

I been chain smoking no chains just shorty namesake

I been lane switching I ain′t switching the frame rate

Iron chef cooking you can't stay in the same kitchen

Whip it left handed my aim steady I can′t sway

Bass clef branded they know that I keep it low key

Eight packs legend I can't stress it enough though

Nigga born from pain

I remember when I would hit purp up for that quarter thang

Got that bullshit off my shoulder like a halter top

The auto-pass, the type of nigga to cop Baltic ave

Been picking up the type of shit, they say I ought to drop

On my Andre shit I might just go and grab a flute (grab a flute)

′Cause flipping your shit for the mob is how they often flop (often flop)

I gave 'em water and I heard someone talking flutes

A noble savage I can turn into Chernobyl if I drop this nuke

Honestly (honestly)

I doubt it if I only seen it on the internet

Huh

It's a lot of niggas bred, not a lot of niggas thorough bred (oo-oo)

How this thing that I love gon′ kill me? Is this cigarettes?

Is it nicotine?