The Daily News (feat. SpaceGhostPurpp, Earl Sweatshirt & Action Bronson)

My flow is crispy, hundred dollar bills

I tend to not care how niggas feel

Say what the fuck I want, bitch I'm ill

Keep it real, I ain't feeling you niggas I'm killing you niggas

Mentally rich before I sign a deal on you niggas

I get it crackin, while you niggas all rapping in whack fashion

I'm calling niggas' numbers on action that's Kat Stack-ing

Track hacking, cutting slack that can't happen

Any cat easing up on the plan, ya man scratching

I ain't parlaying with these rap niggas

I'm in the spot, rolling pot scheming plots to get my racks bigger

Any feature, on sight Doms attack nigga

Taking champagne to the brain like fuck a bad liver

Play your lane I'll be speeding down the runway

Nigga keep it raw like wrestling on Monday

Chest out, not giving a fuck to what a punk say

I know some hood niggas like Ross that's with the gunplay

Stay tuned, six Goonies in a whip

Straight Hoochie only blew me cause I'm rich

Shit, we swerve ships, medicine that burns lips

Earn chips, she only blew me cause I'm rich

There he at

Where he at?

There he at

Where he at?

In your city where them niggas carry gats (uh)

Sperry's kicked up, it's a ferry cruise

Fuck around, leave your family on the daily news

I be the Don, believe me, making your girl tease me

Pitch-black locs I dedicate it to Eazy

Pocket full of cheesy, same color Luigi

Dead presidents, the resident is breezy

Funkiest of all, I ball and call shots

In your girl's spot like cars in parking lots

The block stay hot like Floridian weather

Thinking that it's not? Then try dying in leather

Better yet, ninja turtle, I'm The Shredder

Attacking every rapper with my shadow, black reaper

Jeeper Creeper, kidnap you from the cipher

Eliminate competitors, the verbal lyric sniper

Phonk kill you, then I kill you too

Thinking and drinking and tweaking like Purrp is that dude

Mysterious I'm killing the game so fuck the fame

Confusing rappers with the mystical maze to make them lame, uh

Stay tuned, six Goonies in a whip

Straight Hoochie only blew me cause I'm rich

Shit, we swerve ships, medicine that burns lips

Earn chips, she only blew me cause I'm rich

There he at

Where he at?

There he at

Where he at?

In your city where them niggas carry gats (uh)

Sperry's kicked up, it's a ferry cruise

Fuck around, leave your family on the daily news