Ham Sandwich (USA), Aerial Ace - Kusakabe lyrics

Aye look i ain't got time for degenerates
Militant minded muh fucka I been a dick
Lil nigga want work then he getting it
Nice lil cut wit time management benefit's
He might get adolla in increments if he
Do come with his upmost due diligence
Till then stay in touch like a ligament
She best roll like a filament
When I say show kusakabe blade work Apurarse
Slice of ya life with me prolly
Not shawty less we cutting Murasame
Matching nobody
But thе twin right above leave
Anyonе holy in yah way
Ash be ya Posse like Pompeii if
You defy what a God say
Wanna pop at this pillar we pop up like
Pills like what’s poppin to
Pillage ya population
I stay with the heat take a
Peek and that Ink a
(Inca) be sticking to right on
To my own location
My choppa speak deep as a universe tapping
Ya soul when it’s stating a proclamation
When I’m waving these flags where
You stationed, I’m taking
Ain’t playing like COD Domination bitch
What did I tell you
He want the static then Haumea I help you
He try to fuck with the loop
I bet with a pair
Of jean pants he can’t even
Get his belt through
My shit is fire made that apparent
Disagree you taking hit's little
Charon of all that
Mad white girl ain’t talking bout Karen
Seriously lay off the crack

We get it crackin whenever we linkin
Try to fuck with the crew
And we leavin you sinkin
What the fuck did you do
What the fuck is you thinkin
I got nothing to lose
Leave him stuck on the pavement
I got nothing to prove
I ain't making a statement
You got nothing to do
But you talk on my name and
You swerve in my lane
Boy if you want a fade we can
Make the arrangements
Said he was with it, I know he an agent
You a Fed nigga
We finna sleep him, Sudafed nigga
He wanna pull up? Go ahead nigga
Conor McGregor, break a leg nigga leg break
Kickin the fye that gon
Light up his headspace
Never skippin on a leg day
Call up a meeting he dead in the medbay
Body the crew and we dumpin the dead weight
Fuck how you talkin if it ain't the bread way
Keep it a buck for a dollar you get slain
Hollow his body out, bringin the shotty out
Several extensions I feel like I'm Ben Kei
Fuck what the feds say, company movin
No merger
We clutchin them burners and shootin
Cop me a blessing, and I get to zoomin
This kick got a force bout a million newtons
Bitch, bitch bitch, bitch, bitch, ay
Ham back and forth:

Give me ya blessing, I'm moving at lightspeed
Fye on my feet, need to check it like Nike

Sword Kill my demons I have it do Tai Chi

Faster than lightning, you cannot strike me

He think he cool but he
Freeze when he fight me

Drip on my body, you just a hypebeast

Off white good life nigga come sight see

Fish outta water, I feel like a Pisces

You say duel you’ll end up in 5D

Why is you talkin, you don't even like me

You not my brother so why you beside me?

Pressin my buttons, you tryina try me

Here with the Clad if you trying to find me

Company 8, if you tryina find me

BITCH