lyrics: back on the mic take six I spit it cuz I got to get it I'm the flyest with it an outlaw, Florida's finest innit? represent where I come from out here changing the climate hanging out with the finer women wearing all the finer linen this is fire spitting I'm a dragon the way ball out just imagine winning nukin' shit cause a fallout no callouts, I be rhyming with extreme precision (chous) new flows, new hoes, new goals, new clothes and i stayed the same ain't shit changed made a band legit and it healed the pain now I'm finna disappear like I'm david blaine she said she want me to save her like I'm supermane and she lois lane but girl I'm a villain u can call me bane I'm on a different plane lyrically and spiritually I ain't here to play (Interlude) this the third verse the way I be writtin and I'm spittin that shit like a curse it'll put u in a hearse wordplay so cold you'll freeze first shordy got the Gucci on with the mink fur she put the coochie on me when i leave earth im a space cadet i be flying so high keep ya face in check i only do zelle keep the paper check im a real nigga but u ain't face it yet more

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