[ Featuring Pilotkid ]
Carefully inspecting the sear on Chilean sea bass, immaculate performance by the kitchen
The skin was crispy as pendant on rope, flesh flaky like niggas switching
All the racks I done smoked, this one of my better decisions
I got Vetements vision, cranium low to the pavement
You smelling smoke in the studio, I'm the cause of the fragrance
Every line I write blatant, from the wordplay to placement they structured very specific like tessellations
Niggas got all my shit in rotation
Rick Owens puffer sorta looking like device for flotation
I been scribbling sweetness on all these papers, I feel like I'm Walter Payton
No jukes when I wear my jewelry, my chains gon have altercations, you feel me
Only the family know the real me
The rest of you just get angles and glimpses when Hunter film me
Brick by brick I assembled this
Just got paid for two features, I might go through these parlays and put down a stimulus
Shorty f*ck with my ink, asking me what every symbol is, break em down
Spent many moons elevating my sound
It's 3 things guaranteed before you 6 in the ground
Death, taxes, and me designer down, ask around
10 PM departure basset hound
Early morning straight to meeting bout some chicken
The assistant poured me up some jasmine tea, I been periodically sipping
While investors tryna open my bezel, see how I'm ticking
I'll relax as soon as the roux thicken
Till then I'm stirring the pot, scraping the walls
Making sure the bottom don't burn, I'm afraid to pause
Gave shorty a sample, she well aware it might lock her jaws
If I drop infrequently niggas suffer withdrawals
Knuckles on mahogany all my eardrums collect
Cyberspace and the flesh, it might annoy the rest of these niggas but I'm just honored yall care bout what's coming next
