Too Late
Verse 1
This shit is too late, you bitches just trying to ride the new wave, the money piling this shit ain't a phase, I've ran up my bands got expensive taste, it's getting scary how I'm becoming to legendary, how quick from October to February, interior smells like it's rosemary, exterior colour aviary, go toe to toe why don't you dare me, god complex I'm feeling like Ares, you may be good that ain't necessary, fuck with me I'm leaving you buried, flipped the style on em like I varied, don't have one flow I have a vary, got your bitch on the bed she gone care for me fucking with me and this shit might get hairy yeah
Verse 2
Put the dope in the back of the car then I tell em to go, chains went from bronze to silver now they're all covered in gold, couple of diamonds in em aswell my necks on froze, pateked out the rollie two watches filled with big ass stones, one of the best in the scene they know fasho, I'll cheat on my queen for a fucking ho, you already know, I'm one of the best fosho, I'm in go mode, bitch I'm a goat
Verse 3
No light needed cause bitch when I walk I glow, seeing these people in stages my names been written in strobes, back on my bullshit spending my cash embarrass my foes, in my car push one button then we go, butterfly doors I think we might fly away today, from LAX to Ta Chi I'm back on the plane, got bitches lurking when I fuck em they scream my name, the reason that Thizle is written in rap is cause it's my game, if I'm the king in this shit you ain't nothing but a dame, I'm talking my shit cause when I do it's just straight flames, got vocals and rapping capability is the same, my ability is something you underestimate