[Intro: Chunk]
Forbidden Ass til my balls drop

[Hook]
Kick push kick push kick push kick push kick push youre ghost
Got you in the palm of our hands like its glove world
Our lyricism make your insecurities unfurrow

[Verse 1]
How we never drop a song but we still ended yall
No effort for success that’s how we ball
Your existence faded like the hairline on Lebron
Chucked in Cheese got my pockets fulla parmesan
Got your fans starving for some music, ramadan
Got thrown out on your ass, sorry mom
In touch with the kids like I'm Noriega
Spitting fast on the beat like I’m part of Sega
In the crib with my n-words whassup my ni-
*silence*

[Hook]
Kick push kick push kick push kick push kick push youre ghost
Got you in the palm of our hands like its glove world
Our lyricism make your insecurities unfurrow

[Verse 2]
Got boring flow like whites in the kitchen
Bars with no flavor like the spices gone missin
Iller than corona, put your career on hold
Living in our spotlight, you never made it on your own
Driven by money call that bitch a car loan
Rap name common sense, not comin from carlos
Went from me to you?
Guess she settin the bar low
How you like the taste of my nut off her tonsils

[Hook]
Kick push kick push kick push kick push kick push youre ghost
Got you in the palm of our hands like its glove world
Our lyricism make your insecurities unfurrow

[Verse 3]
You coming in from the pharcyde, thats why we got you runnin
Said you got the diss on deck, but boy you know you frontin
Kick, push like lupe, but yo shit a fiasco
All ya work is shit like you pulled it out of ya ass doe
You wish you could be in my shoes like it was yeezy
The cash rules everything around me, stay creaming
After this you gonna need to be put in a creamary
Its scary hours and your death is a beautiful scenery
Forbidden class and yall gotta quit skippin class to make ass music
Scoreboard 1-0 so you know ya ass losin
My kd is higher than your gpas combined
You bitches scared to take shots but we on our columbine
Kick hits like lupe, but yo shit a fiasco
Foridden ass, cuz we the shit thats where the ass goes
Shit poppin like a uzi, call us baby pluto
The perfect mix of saeyuh, chunk- and kujo
Yall some mf pussies and this right here is the panty raid
Truth hurts you deep down, and thats a fact that you can't evade
Drip harder than your bitch’s slit wrists
Spazzin on the track like a mouse pad
You mad as fuck that our clout’s back
Get bitch slapped, ya clique’s wack
We back, give it to em the peoples champ
Boys spit shit bars and think they incredible
Think they woke after saying a word with more than three syllables
Yall can't even say more than 6 syllables in a bar
Yall flexing non AP classes like it was hard
Silence is the best weapon but you bitches all bark
At the snap of a finger yall dead:
Tony Stark
*snap*

[Outro: Ivan The Punisher]
Ivan the Punisher NIKKA
You know we run this shit like cross country NIKKA
This ain't no fucking game NIKKA
And dont you motherfuckers forget it
All Dykes get piped