We Part Ii

I chest cage gorillas leave blaqman indentions
We rottweiler while yall doberman pinching
We measured in feet yall measured in inches
We the starting line up yall continually benching
Ok just listen, we blinding like a prism
Muzzle flash got you reminiscing on fam ya missing
Maya and Nachi stress test competition
Lecxs and Katie Tropp, we put’em in submission
My tattoos show love for family traditions
My weapons show my love for silencing snitches
The temp stays cold, keeps the powder bitchin
Trigga stays itchin, loves to release tension
No time for tripping, no guzzling just sipping
Is that ya girl, then tonsils we tickling
Strap up bare, witness, cunilingus we sticking
And do I need to mention we pile drive competition
I’m dry lipped and ashy raw and sawed off
Got bitch dudes crying like call’em off
I’ll break down ya team like Bernie Madoff
Stomp out any MC that’s pissing me off
Jump off my jump off, two in ya dome
The cops looking, so I tone down the chrome
This is fa grown folks kids stay at home
Ante up an get that ass off the throne
Weaving thru traffic beat thumping my chest
It’s Blaqman babyyyyyyyy and we the best
Don’t get it twisted smash any team on deck
Worst then Elliot Ness leave carnage an wrecks
You busting off, I know that 45 sound
But are you ready for a 105 round
To late to take cover I’m putting holes in the ground
Got ya crying like smokie, tears of a clown