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!