Task Force

Stop
 Wait a second let me check the time
 Got two hands boutta slap you counter clockwise
 Watch
 Me do everything you can't do
 Think that we're the same but you're just great value
 Woah
 Don't think that you're slick kid
 Actin like a bitch and you boutta get fisted
 Damn
 Yeah my words they be arrogant
 Never was my strong side speaking like a gentleman
 Bitch i'm winning got the high ground huh
 Chop your legs off, we got a man down huh
 Bitches never knew my name and now i stand out
 In the standoff bitch i'm michael i don't stand down
 I got these fantasies of violence in my fucking brain
 Anxiety inside my head i need a fucking break
 I know I could never hope to live until my demon is slain
 I killed it once but it came back, do it all over again
 I hit you without even trying ain't no lucky shot
 Bitch look at me i'm in the shadow like a sunny spot
 I feel like torrens having way too many bloody thoughts
 You feel your bitch in love with you but she a bloody thot ye
 There's so many fuckers i could see be trapped inside my basement
 You say i'm a psycho that's a fucking understatement
 Head in the clouds, now i fancy myself a spaceman
 My demons want a bloodshed, they say i'm their monster spokesman
 Shit, i don't need you or my friends anymore
 I wanna tear that bitch a new one,
 Don't know what im spending money for
 Starting to feel like Torso bitch,
 Cause i've been fucking obsessed with a bitch
 Starting to feel like Ezio bitch, talk about my bitch, i wonder which
 Stop
 Wait a second let me check the time
 Got two hands boutta slap you counter clockwise
 Watch
 Me do everything you can't do
 Think that we're the same but you're just great value
 Woah
 Don't think that you're slick kid
 Actin like a bitch and you boutta get fisted
 Damn
 Yeah my words they be arrogant
 Never was my strong side speaking like a gentleman
 Bitch I got you on the low ground
 Lots of gossip and talks of ripping your throat out
 A lightning spark in a bottle, if it ain't raw shit it's awful
 I talk a lot cus my dollas up and yo dough down
 Yo wait, how you do that right there? Fuckin up my whole day?
 I can't help but laugh and hold a grin around my whole face
 Feel it in the night air; fuckin with the wrong mayn
 Find ya common sense before it go and get lost again
 I don't love a salty kid
 Open ya wounds hoe cus i'm gon pour the salt right in it
 Fuck up out my way, keep my strains in a fuckin ziplock
 See you lates, switchin lanes, while you stuck in mothafuckin gridlock
 Rip the face off a racist and hyperpop star
 Ain't a place on my playlist or on my roster
 Stick my leg in the blade outside of a spinning copter
 It won't break cus i'm made of diamonds you made of chalk dust
 Indirect contact, transmitting virus
 What they say? Got milk? Fuck that, got blood?
 Indica for my lung ay, flying higher than Top Gun
 Throw the clip and the drum away, pipe bomb make you pop gush
 Stop
 Wait a second let me check the time
 Got two hands boutta slap you counter clockwise
 Watch
 Me do everything you can't do
 Think that we're the same but you're just great value
 Woah
 Don't think that you're slick kid
 Actin like a bitch and you boutta get fisted
 Damn
 Yeah my words they be arrogant
 Never was my strong side speaking like a gentleman