Dat $tick (Freestyle)

[Intro] Uh, uh, something, something aye [Verse 1] I say it's Imperial, Curry is the sickest individual Spitting liquid swords with no need for Bobby Digital Genius, I'm mischievous, I'm the king of this When it comes to features, I'm the only nigga breathing, bitch Killing tracks, bitch, I got the Glock to your weave Tried to put me in a box, but yet I bob and I weave You can have Bob's Burger, if you talking 'bout beef Know some niggas with heat, between they shirts and they briefs Hollow tips catch a favorite, niggas copy and bleach Boy you think you street, yo ass barely a guard rail Call me young Yu-Gi-Oh! 'cause Curry play his cards well Ninja turtle bullets, so you know that be a hard shell If them other few niggas try to harm me Then that just proves that I'm a one man army Never hated people that be putting in work All you underground niggas just competing for dirt Earth, I'm down to it which explains why I'm blessing bitch The greater the power I possess, that’s an exorcist [Interlude] Ah shit, I fucked up, I fucked up But aye, can we keep going? [Verse 2] My nigga came through, rolled a spliff And I'm finna go and lift into the heavens I don't really give a fuck, I'm lucky number seven If I shoot a number seven then there's gonna be eight I don't really give a fuck, all you rappers get ate Like meals, nigga, I want mills, nigga, you chase deals Nigga, I just killed everything that you own I don't really give a fuck, I'm gone I got Dat $tick, 'cause I got that shit Like I'm living in the woods, I'm a bear in this bitch Yeah, I fuck really bare in this bitch I don't really give a fuck, what I'ma wear in this shit Like uh, ya'll know everything that's going on I don't really give a fuck, nigga, I'm just flowing on Like water rapids, nigga, I'm just rappin' I don't really give a fuck, I'm about to go in, ah!