[BodySnatcher]

I'ma beat you off flow alone



His format is better for topicals so picture this...it goes pistol to wig or a chisel to rib/
Either way I'ma leave his face on the pavement...now the hood won't need a photo to know who's vigil this is/

This is just another episode...think Attack of the Clones...I'm equip w/ dual clips...there's no way he can guard & stop me/
Cuz I'ma raise these twins like they're my own...now two 15's are going off in his home; that's a Carbon copy/

If he doesn't come outside...these bullets will leave him stuck in the house like a bad kid/
I heard he's from Canada? So the last thing he'll hear is the 6 echo in the background w/o a Drake ad-lib/

I told him from the jump I'ma let the gun talk...this Trey-8 is genius...I'ma let it state a thesis
It goes...beam out!...now he's got a red eye; that's an overnight flight...straight to Jesus/

This is what I meant when I said blade 2-face; I'm backstabbing...so I could peel his crown back w/the knife/
But I'd rather let a few shots go Across the Universe; this is the soundtrack to his life/

If anybody in his field trip...the special bus like I gotta extra arm; my style was born more deform/
But we're in a quarantine...so I already had the nose covered up…in other words...he'll get hit w/a homemade silencer; chloroform/

Let the stick bang off this clown's face: he's Sideshow Bob steppin where a rake might be/
I got so many pistols...I left my 9 at home & it still found a way in this bar w/o using a fake ID/

I'll leave so much steel in money; the IRS will think he's embezzling cash/
I told Blue I don't need an extension...I'ma just put ladder up against to his roof; that's a backyard wrestling match/

He can get a dome incision or download the app; Chrome extension/
& that's a footnote cuz if the eagle has landed then the bird came w/a toe tag; that's a homing pigeon/

These are troubling times but I gotta political agenda& it's for the best/
I'm more grotesque...if he lookin for a sign...I'ma draw the peace & put it in the air; thissa war protest/

I'll air out the joint until my wrist break…it'll look like an Arthur meme the way my fist shake/
I'm the type of nigga to do drive by...mishandle the texts…circle back...& let the auto-correct the mistake/

I heard the Universe moves in mysterious ways...that was until he made a grave mistake; I call that getting buried alive son/
So stick to poetry...& instead of trying to think outside the box...u should be tryna figure out how to breathe outside one/


You asked for this.