SamzBeats

Run up in your crib, kick your door down uhMotherfucker, make sure you make no sound uh

Send a bad bitch to the dog pound uh

I am Mr. Burns, now release the hounds uh

Feeling like a king, like Henry the 3rd uh

Underwater like a submarine submerged uh

Down with the sickness and I′m disturbed uh

Crushing fruit on Earth, call it Juice WRLD uh

Ay, send you right out far west into the bay

Bitch you a skunk and I'm strapped with the spray

Savage, not 21, but I be running and stunting and fucking shit up every day

I′m ballin like Curry, yeah I do not miss

If you fuck with my gang, send you to the abyss

I don't care who was there or who saw it

I know that you motherfuckers do not leave me with bliss

I got a clip on a Magnum

No condom or Danny DeVito, like church bells it rings

Boutta go sicko mode on your entire campus

We riot like Vancouver or Rodney King

We gone let this needle drop and you get a review from Anthony Fantano

I swear to god I'm so fly like a blue jay cause people think I′m from Toronto

Ay, somebody tell yo mans that his bands are weak as hell, someone feel me

Yeah bitch it′s like Harry Potter, cast a spell

You'll get shellshocked like TMNT

I got the cash money, no AP

And I′ll turn your whole family into debris

And I'm pitching like Sabathia, you CC?

Cause now these people got my songs on repeat

The lights are dimming now go hit the stage

Storybook shit, boutta write a new page

Samz made this beat along with the 808s

Yeah bitch like I′m Tay K, I'm doin the race

I′m giving you shit that you cannot erase

Boutta go green like the Hulk and go to a rage

I swear I'm just as confusing as a maze

Now what is here is tragic

I don't use black magic cause these semis automatic

All my team do is blasting, this ain′t no creed or assassins

We wonderin who asking, everybody here be ratchet

And like Bandicoot we crash, so we gone cut that shit in fractions

You know you′re a distraction

Your bitch a Barbie doll, she plastic

Like Orlando, it's magic

I′m as bad as Michael Jackson

This .9, it make a sound of klaxons

Taking over the world's my passion

I ain′t give you no compassion

I'm rich, no Roddy, but I got high fashion

I′ll find you just like you Nemo

I won't let me love you like I'm Neyo

I ain′t got rabies but I′ll bite you like a mosquito

All the shit I do is nasty, it'll make you flee home

Believe me this ain′t even that hard to see though

Like a firefly in the nighttime I glow

My flow ain't stale, cause I added the motherfucking sour to the dough

You know what it is, we going savage

Oh wait, one more thing

Bitch I′m like a gorilla, I'm strapped with my glue

I will bash you in half, put you right back in two

Yeah I got you on lockdown in my birds eye view

Once I kill you there′s no turning back cause now we playing Clue

Ay, yo

I just wanted to say, yo

This is honestly the best I've been feeling in a while

And I appreciate yall's support

It′s genuinely meant the world to me

Uh, I′m the king of Mile High, ya know?

Actually no, that's... that′s too early to say

But I represent the 303 and the 5280, you know what it is

Alright, till next time

Peace