FISCHER CUPS (feat. Don Flare & AR47)

Scribbling pictures like I'm AR Young nigga, yea, I be spitting like a AR15 Add one more now nigga say y'all prayers 'Cause that 16 gon leave a nigga comatose Praying for the Holy ghost He like "Holy smokes I thought Don you was the Holy folks!" But I walk with my demons in my left hand Told you niggas from before she write you like my best man Adjacent to the sun so when I shine on you niggas, you can call that shit a self tan Pure radiation Sparking up the ganja that's for the pure meditation Spitting all these bars she like the tunes we be making I might fuck around and zo your bitch and I ain't even Haitian Still history in the making Got these niggas cooking and I'm frying and I'm baking Get cooked like Mac, this Miller get back some cheese Booming niggas out the womb, goldie inna tomb know what you see A real menace when you stepping to me I'm Rodman for you fish niggas swimming to me This lock man leave you goof niggas looking for keys I switch lanes then switch games niggas couldn't play me Hit back lazy Eyes low get the third open when I'm playing You niggas ain't spraying Fuck what you saying Infamy for L Niggas know you can't tell AR brought the heat back Spitting the benevolent flows Getting money through different resident codes Could never fuck with an irrelevant hoe I burn the hate away Just like we got elements rolled I light the Buddha put it in the air now I'm feeling gnarly Shoutout my nigga Steez he shoot flicks like Icarly This life is like a game we play this shit like an Atari But all my niggas take leaps of faith like a hardy did Rock a all black fit like a nun did HOLY got me jamming on the beat like the gun did DMC on my kicks like I run shit Now watch me win the title, randy orton punt kick