ill-ias - full court press lyrics
look look look
ain’t n0body betta wit the flim flam
i’m bred to get the cheddar
like i grew up in a rich fam
test em with every letter
like a eye exam
my testaments tether truth to prove
i am
like the biblical pinnacle turn
physical
g.o.d my d.o.g.s c+ck .223’s
and turn cynical
when i drop that minimal fee
then squeeze heat till it p.o.p
smoke
i been pumping out a ton of it
power plant sh+t kid
you ain’t got the lungs for it
wouldn’t fix my spot
so i guess i gotta gun for it
call it target practice
i’m just shooting for the fun of it
chip off the block
knock ya head off ya shoulders
fly shy guy stick you
while you sip ya folgers
evеry verse dawg
worth a brick and a rossa
and i’m just waiting on that bread
to pop likе a toaster
they say chill ill
but that’s come winter
for now
pop heat wit my summer sinners
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