Urhighness - Ape Shit (Freestyle)

I'm Urhighness

I'm hot headed, so I ain't cool with y'all
The smoke opened up his chest like albuterol
Giannis, you won't advance if you can't shoot at all
Twins 40s double D's, you know who to call
War tactics what do you suggest
Chrome hearts with the cuffs, Cardiac arrest, no tests, I'm the best, fuck the rest
Play your cards right, I ain't workin' with a full deck
You thinkin' less, I'm thinkin' big picture Kanye West
Knock your head off your neck, if you want Wreck then check
Code word was punisher
Left his skull on his chest
How it was a clean body, but the scene was a mess
Kill shit with a kill switch, limitless, how I peel shit
The sub with me on some Navy Seal shit

Boy you bootleg, I got real clips
The bus transform like Ms. Frizzle on a field trip
Never wheel slip

Face shot, Botox
Shots, Grazed his Scalp gave his ass a mohawk
Hot as stove top
Chief Keef, I'm just a chip off the old block
Boy, you ain't Curry, you ain't Murray, you got no shot

I don't give no fucks, bitch, I ain't scrooge
I'm just givin' bucks, fuck you on
You push your luck and I'm a leprechaun
Ass like Megan Thee Stallion, she a Amazon
Dick so good, I got her runnin' like a marathon
I split your apple jack, I'm cinnamon

You niggas sweet like Cinnabon, it's extra cinnamon
Shells scattered, it's an empty gun
Sippin' Remy Rum, on the rocks
She chasin' for the dick, this ain't Temple Run

We gon' up the score and the price
Any mortal want Kombat, come and test your might
Sleep on me, you gon' do it for the rest of your life
My lil' bro read the room better than he read or write
I fuck Miranda so good, she start readin' my rights
I beat it up, cause she say you ain't sexin' her right
If the pussy good, then I'm sexin' her twice
Latino heat on me, trappin' that Mexican white
Them two-two-threes ain't certified, that's Mexican Mikes
I do shit the G-way on the E-way, exitin' right

I go Ape shit, King Kong, tryna put my team on
Joe Clark, I'm not the nigga you can lean on
Fuck you mean, no Hakeem, get your dream on
Glock with a beam on
Ain't super chop came with a theme song
Silencer, to leave no witnesses, I can't leave the ring on

The ring on, the ring on

Written by:
Roy Shivers

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