I did like magic Without fucking portion Four twenty in the morning But I don’t wanna pass em They say I’m problem Your bitch saying I’m awesome My swag too flashy Lift ninjas motive We’re killing in the moment Hell of drip I’m in the ocean All you new ninjas can never match with my old shit I got five play stations Like my world on my controller You lame stay hate I stay high never sober I hope ya little ass motherfucker life can manage I pull up on your hood like ice bucket challenge Cup of kilo from Mexico I might speak Spanish All the ladies kinda getting low They like get punished I be coming around like I'm butcher I be slice and dice and I be chilling and high like I’m buddah Steaming almighty I’m just sick of tired All your fake ninjas tryna bite it I never wanna vibe with your ninjas So I murder without license When it comes to the game My boy nothing to play wit Another rap star dead Same lame shit go and replace him You know the smell is good But yet you never taste em Ninja licking little cream I already bake the cake with Call 911 cause ninjas on fire They live it up in bullshit All your rappers are liars Oh you about to crush in Don’t wanna be your driver I be riding my own shit I’m the sickest you ever find How dear you hip hop unleashed monster Made it out from street My hip hops without them sponsors Flows about get rip off cause I’m slaughter My presence make all bitch hot cause I’m gorgeous Yeah I’m robbing your sea like I’m pirate I never pledge to the fake flag cause I’m your highness You know I’m human kind like blood getting violent I can’t rewrite history so without a pen I got timing I did it without I signing When you tryna make girl slick I rather make world twist so sick Cup of milli on my both fists Spilling Dom Perignon for the bro dead You the type of ninja got too many words on the grave stone You never seen your future cause all you had shades on You’re came from darkness I’m bringing lot crayon It’s colorful and toxic like graffiti I be spray on All you rappers song sound fucking same like booty calls She wanna fuck rock star but I’m done with these groupie hoes Sniffing cocaine and give me brain like I’m in movie roll I got disease in Japanese called 中二病 Call 911 cause ninjas on fire They live it up in bullshit All your rappers are liars Oh you about to crush in Don’t wanna be your driver I be riding my own shit I’m the sickest you ever find Call 911 cause ninjas on fire They live it up in bullshit All your rappers are liars Oh you about to crush in Don’t wanna be your driver I be riding my own shit I’m the sickest you ever find