About to overdose
Feeling bluer than my new and favorite over-coat, focus ain't the focus
Peep: the focus is to overload this shit but never over-post a clip or sound
Ask where she been, her only answer's that I been around
Vibes are all the same, it's just a different town
Quadruple layer, rocking Bobby's chain just to simmer down
It's crazy right? Rocking Bape and Huf, it's late at night
Cold flow match the cold breeze you can pay the price
Twice if you need, carry ancient technique by the bundle
Thing in life that I've learned is to never get too comfortable
Or lax right, dude better act sly
Veteran in black never settling for wack (Right?)
Peddling, the vag-bond, Vandelay looking forward
Never going back and Psymun cover the tracks like
Damn, they're just a band of assassins
And probably the heads of several clans as the backs
And the leaders of the strategy, mortar speak
I'm sort of horror by the casualties and hoardings of my masterpieces
Loitering the black and even stored inside the acts
Peep the juju, don't know who's who doing voodoo, damn