Blkk J - main st groove (Live)

Consider me a threat of the highest nature
Boy I feel like Ric Flair the paper in a figure four
My shit is fye fye
I draw comparisons to Soulja boy
Captain like it's Morgan while my foot is resting on the fucking barrel boy
I went from low confidence
The mood was looking obvious
To transform my shit is looking like it's Optimus
The prime ain't there and we just scratching surface
You Megatron decept and con the field you got no purpose

Smoother than most give up a toast
While I'm sipping champagne and my thoughts is overflowed
With the finest linens travel the coast cool with the pros
Got the baddest jawn vibe with the flows reciting quotes
It's cliche but it hit different I was friendzoned now I'm in my zone
You couldn't spin the block 6ft the shit is dead bitch yea I need distance
You couldn't name another rapper topping these writtens
And that's a Knick bar
Became a Knick fan in '18 cuz of Trey Burke
And now I'm taking over trey dos and the one spot
Across the finish line when I heard the gunshot
I been a hot shot since the sand box
Stomp ya snot box with the Timbs fuck a damn croc
On my own jock going down like it's Yung Joc
Grab the handlebars on the Harley bitch I can't stop

Written by:
Jamahl Thomas

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