4 Lanez

I see 4 fucking lanes man you better stay in yours
Nigga I'm a star, having star wars
I heard you sleeping on me nigga I done heard you snore
Boy don't get these shots, I just came back from the liquor store
I'm trained to kill mafucka, marine corps
I got yo bitch on all fours
Blunts fatter than Theodore
I'm flyer than Ravens up in Baltimore
Time to marry the game she filed for your divorce
She know I'm ballin nigga, I ain't talking sports
A teacher to these rappers got em doing book reports
Hear my nina talk
She more social than security
You pull with that iron, but I shoot ya first
Oh the Irony, all this violence in my raps they say I need Psychotherapy
I just feel like every other fucking human is an enemy
You rappers wack ass fuck we ain't got no similarities
Because in my raps I dont sound incoherently
If you don't search for prosperity
Prepare for a life of misery
Hell naw not me, I'm D Rose without an injury
Since a younging I been about my chuckee cheese
Stop saying that you a Dog nigga cuz you a bitch with fleas
All about that money, learned my numbers before I learned my ABCs
Everyday I'm walking down that street/My block like Arthur Reed
Im so high so high Oh my God I love this weed
This that fucking sour D
Yo bitch and I playing spies cuz we always undercovers
With my goons yeah they gunners
Light you up like thunder
Then go listen to some prayers from yo mother
I ain't got to save this bitch I'm with that woman full of wonder
I ain't stopping till long after I'm discovered
I hate my bitches stubborn
Got that white like in the suburbs
She want to fuck with no rubber
Tell that bitch that I ain't going
Niggas acting just like Wilson comma Owen
Bitch don't bring yo man to my section
I'll tell the guards that I don't know em
Man I'm so tired of this hating shit
I just want the top I ain't dating bitch
God dam this music shit is my Passion Of The Christ
You hide like Steve Hyde
Throw a bullet at you
You won't see me I'm a poltergeist
Put this steel to your roof nigga Dish satellite
Flow colder than a frostbite
Haters full of sodium chloride
You ain't stopping my crew like we Avengers
Light you up just like some sketchers
We Dont ever feel no pressure
With the heat like jalapeño peppers
Your crew I'll dismember I'll just kill all of your members
Bitch I'm back here to pick back up from when I ressurected
Finna take you out the game bitch you getting ejected
I just poked a couple niggas them niggas just got injected
You see my guns now shook, seizures that are epileptic
Each rap is a virus I'm starting a pandemic
Go hire more paramedics cuz my flow is pathogenic, Gone