I love It

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo

When I grab mics I hold on tight like I’m attached to it

Ruin brother’s careers, if I don’t my raps do it

Like the R you clap to it

Put more brothers backs into it

Discourage, now I’m back into it

I write famous bars like cheers, new years, yeah you wanna approach but no my crew here

How we do that there, blow up for ages

Doing shows in Las Vegas for boss wages

We sell like Jordans

We injure ordinary, our style very various, styles stealing stacks as I still on the wax

Watch headphones collapse along with the tracks that you saving, now you nevermore like The Raven

And yeah even if you get your flow up, you won’t blow up

Cos you don’t, but I

I mean to say

I I I Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

I am Vonnie Ripperton, you will never catch me in no airbrushed Timberlands

Live in my own world, sorry its no visiting, my flow menacing, last bar to finish em

I get my whole style from inside, and you get yours from an in source an in vibe

No contribute to gencide, I’m so comfortable within my skin

It’s a riptide when I hit stage

Came to rip, sell tapes and get paid, auch???  and then laid

Props I’ve made and earned so ya’ll wait your turn, I’ve got a lot more days to burn stupid. Stupid

I’m hoping I’m sounding like Jay-Z right now

And my Guru

Young!