JACK IN THE BOX

My boy a stepper but he limpin' 'cause the chop on him
When it come to pistols, fuck a Taurus, we be Glock totin'
Couple two two threes hit his melon, bet it pop open
I got what they need, tell the fiends that the shop open
Lined up round the block like newest Jordans just dropped
Look inside my cup, you'll see it's more than just pop
Easy lick, my youngin said the door was unlocked
Spank him for the whole load, hit the decor with gunshots
He died broke, goin' have to start a Go Fund Me
Fausto retarded with the chop, he goin' dummy
Wrap his ass up and bury him, now bro a mummy
My youngin demonized, don't come round him showin' money
That's just ignorant
It's called a chopper 'cause it's takin' off some ligaments
I be geeked up off the dust, I get belligerent
Vyvanse or the Addy, fuck it, can't even tell the difference
Can't even read the words on my drip, I feel illiterate
Get some bread and spend it quick
Hit his block and spin again, he startin' shit, I finish shit
Lick a tab now I'm in here trippin' dick
Bullets laced with toxic waste, I'm a let the Blicky spit
Ridin' round like a furnace, all this heat up in the car
Smokin' on a paycheck, expensive tree up in the gar
If I take another puff I'll probably be up in the stars
Got to stretch it 'til the morning, plug dont re up 'til tomorrow
So now I got to stretch him just for makin' me wait
World class bakery, I'm makin' mean cake
I ain't got no friends, youngins fakin' these days
Both eyes on the money, keep on makin' these plays
Like a quarterback
I pulled up stuntin' now he tryin' to get his shorty back
Make it look easy but I promise that it's more to that
You copped a Charger 'cause you probably can't afford a Cat
She act good, The Raven bring out the whore in that
Got her in here eatin' meat
Hop in the stu and eat the beat
It should be known I'm keepin' heat
Youngins suck at bein' me, tear it up and flee the scene
Drop the mic and leave it be, come get your hoe, she need a leash
Easily I get it crackin'
Say you made a come up but ain't no one see it happen
Don't drop nothin' else until you hard, you need some practice
At everything you do or say, I promise we be laughin'
You a joke G
Star player, ain't nobody have to coach me
Rip Speaker Knockerz, got it by my lonely
Why your actions different from all the shit that you told me
Startin' to get the vibe that you out here just straight up posing
Everything you is phony
It ain't shit to talk about so do not try to phone me
Why the fuck it's so many youngins that's tryin' to clone me
Probably 'cause I'm doper than opiates and ya'll some dope fiends
And I know it's hard to break a bad habit
Quit rappin', you simply just bad at it
Been active, I'm out here on Jackson Avenue
Rockin' baggy Trues, tryin' to get my bag fattened
Poppin' out like Jack in the box
Thirty or better, extended mags in the Glocks
Walk up in your trap to get the stash, ain't fixin' to shop
Then hit the foundation with them gats until it drop
I'm a smash, ain't gettin' caught