Kyrie & Luka

[00:02.34] A.T.L., what's up, shawty?

[00:06.60] N.Y.C., yo-yo-yo, kid

[00:12.70] D-Town, what up doe?

[00:16.95] Toni!

[00:20.16] Standin' on the speaker, tall as Burj Khalifa

[00:23.06] Powder on the plate'll turn your girl into Eureka

[00:25.59] Remember, if I don't see it, then I don't believe ya

[00:28.24] I done done some pretty dumb things on the tequila

[00:30.64] Birthday in Vegas, layin' with my weezy

[00:33.31] Asked about her friends, she like, "Boy, I don't believe ya"

[00:35.97] I'm just tryna live and they turned it to evil

[00:38.36] My partner is a Crip, the only thing he eat is seafood

[00:41.01] School of hard knocks, I can fuck around and teach you (Uh)

[00:43.69] License to kill and I just got 'еm renewed (Uh)

[00:46.06] Spokе to Def Jam and they talkin' 'bout a renote

[00:48.73] Spoke to Ghazi and he can pay me in crypto (Yeah)

[00:51.39] Bored Ape Yacht Club, yeah, I'm Ricky Steamboat

[00:54.29] And you know my vibe, I'm mixin' mine with the pinot

[00:56.41] I say scratch that, gone and bring it back like Preemo

[00:59.34] I say scratch that, gone and bring it back like Preemo

[01:01.81] You know my set, I'm throwin' dollar signs

[01:04.46] I lick her neck and turn the body to a water slide

[01:06.62] I'm in the bottom of my bag like some hot fries

[01:09.29] Toni, Toni, Toni, Toni, Toni, that my top five, shit

[01:12.47] Now watch me swag on this beat

[01:14.60] Enough to make Rakim proud of me

[01:17.25] You got my math and your bitch ass post somethin' negative

[01:21.04] You coulda called me

[01:22.60] I'm from the dark side, but the whip lightskin

[01:25.27] I do what I wanna do like white men

[01:27.93] I hit you in the fuckin' head with the mic stand

[01:30.81] I fuck my girl in the daytime on a nightstand

[01:33.85] You ain't know that, did ya?

[01:35.69] Real recognize real and you don't look familiar

[01:37.82] I'm from Riverdale Road, we ain't got no river

[01:40.48] Got the pole concealed behind the partition, listen

[01:43.40] A trap nigga, I perform at bar mitzvah

[01:46.34] A trap nigga, I perform at the Crystals

[01:48.72] I ain't gon' fight, but I still tote pistols

[01:51.37] Ain't gon' kill ya, all I got to do is whistle

[01:54.82] Damn, I think my whistle off (Off)

[01:56.42] They've been plagiarisin', they've been stealin' sauce (Sauce)

[01:59.87] Soon as I see 'em, I'ma pick 'em off

[02:02.25] I got a beard, but I must ask Ricky Ross (Huh?)

[02:04.92] God took his time with me

[02:07.31] Kingpins wanna sign with me

[02:10.52] Gunshots is truly Atlanta

[02:12.90] While things are goin' left like Julius Randle

[02:15.59] I got this shit lit, no need for a candle

[02:17.70] Just like Kyrie, I got this shit handled (Yeah)

[02:22.55] Just like Kyrie, I got this shit handled (Ayo)

[02:24.77] Walkin' around your party, like where the party at? (Yo, where the party at?)

[02:27.69] Yeah, Bacardí and 'Gnac could lead to a cardiac

[02:30.36] But I'm drunk and I give a fuck, like how Cardi act (Cardi)

[02:33.00] I'm already back, I just had to run to my car to yack

[02:35.65] Headache, an Aleve, I'ma need eight of 'em (Woah)

[02:38.04] For pete's sake, I've been steppin' on leaf rakes again (Ow)

[02:40.97] I keep wakin' up in the bed with complete strangers (The fuck are you?)

[02:43.11] And I eat prazosin, get more chicks than Pete Davidson (Woah)

[02:45.76] Man, I can't help it, I'm me (No), I got the devil in me (Yup)

[02:48.42] Let me put it more delicately (Here)

[02:50.01] Fuck your feelings, I'm a felon, pussy, you're jealous of me

[02:52.93] Prolly 'cause my cerebellum's a parabellum, pussy

[02:55.59] Even if I swear to celibacy, I'd still be like a female that's hooking (Why?)

[02:59.30] Ain't shit you can do to stop me from sellin', pussy (Oh)

[03:01.95] Yeah, warped mind, your rhymes

[03:04.10] Are so fuckin' washed up, I call 'em shorelines (Woo)

[03:06.75] But as long as a nine-year-old's mind is washable

[03:09.41] I'ma search 'til I find the most awfullest line as possible (Yeah)

[03:11.80] Mind is off, all I need is a small little pint of vodka

[03:14.19] To be talked into tryna walk up inside of a Shriner's hospital and (*Gunfire*)

[03:17.48] They're tryna make Marshall the guy responsible (For what?)

[03:19.62] For little Joshua's giant arsenal

[03:21.25] Like I'm also the reason his .9 is cocked and he brought his tool

[03:23.76] And decides to hide it inside of his locker 'til the next time he's picked on at school

[03:28.26] But you're out of your gourd if you're thinkin' that I ain't killin' this beat

[03:31.47] I'm not even forcin' myself to vomit, but if I had a fuckin' eating disorder

[03:34.65] Or anorexia, believe me, I couldn't body this more for ya (Yeah)

[03:38.94] Man, I'm beyond childish (Bitch)

[03:40.55] When I'm on Valiums (Yeah), just like mom downs 'em

[03:43.21] They call it Munchausen (Why?)

[03:44.26] 'Cause she hands me some (Here)

[03:45.61] Then says, "C'mon, chow, son (Chow, son)

[03:47.22] These are non-drowsin' (Uhh?)

[03:48.27] I mean non-drowsy (Right), but they'll help you calm down some"

[03:51.20] So, before I zonk out, I'm tryna make Rob proud

[03:54.13] I'm hopin' this song riles him

[03:55.44] I pop like nine thousand, I'm outtie, five-thousand (Oh)

[03:58.12] Hold up (One more thing)

[03:59.71] Spit syllables on the mic in the booth

[04:01.31] Like I'm at Drew's, even if I win or lose

[04:02.37] I'm in the news, even my interviews (Yeah)

[04:03.73] Get like five million views, I get accused

[04:05.07] Of misogyny because I will massage any bitch just like a masseuse

[04:07.56] Mixin' NyQuil and booze, Heineken brews

[04:08.90] Hide 'em inside of my shoes, ah (Psych, what the fuck?)

[04:10.06] I'm just playin' (Fuckin' mumble rap)