Zone00 - Beyond the Stars Lyrics

I am Steph Curry fourth quarter clutch
Level 300 on candy crush
Maybe that's the number that I'm on
Or maybe that's the number that I'm on
On on on on on on
Please keep up no B cups at least a c cup
Remember in the projects eating freeze cups
Try to talk to bitches and freeze up
Then I heard doggy style
Geez up hoes
I don't go for cities or states
I conquer continents
These rappers are of no consequence in continent
Their mouth is like the bladder running in while
I could've followed you but being a flunkie ain't my style
Fee fi fo fum I smell a storm coming
Out of shape can't keep my pace I call em phillip drummond
Don't step to me my weaponry is Quentin Tarantino
I papermate your throat like Joe Pesci in casino
I never let these bustas pick my plot though
My dick is pwp
Pussy whip proof so she can barely get a nacho
Or maybe a jack n the box taco

Lyrics so cold my lips got frost bit
When I spit I' leave hydrochloric acid on their asses
Hooked up with klassic and dropped a classic
I never metaphor or simile I couldn't remedy
These other mothafuckers dildoes just pretend to be
Play soft like a limp dicks
Melt like lip stick whenever I spit shit
I leave them just like pussy
Wide open and I'm hoping
I suggest dude give me respect
For what I'm packing ejects
Thirty rounds in his cervical plex
You don't gotta know anatomy to know that you done
On some Ice Cube shit bitch I ain't the one
Better yet call me jet li cuz I am the one
I am the devils double
Bernie Mac it's gone be trouble
You summa bitches is worse than the bitches
This is just the intro after the intro
My life is like a movie no costars it's just me
On my Tom Hanks I thru the cast away
Everything is everything
Donnie Hathaway
I spit sicker than niggaz that twenty two
Got 22 mamis and they all over twenty two
I bought a 45 got rid my twenty two
Now thats twenty two times plus the 1 put in you
Trying to keep it real that's a catch twenty two
See so called friends can me serving twenty two
State number eight zero five twenty two
I told em use ya brains lil daddy
Keep it cool
Cops pull me over when I ride I'm twenty two's
Or was 24s shit who really knows
I'm knocking down doors
Like the late great pimp
I'm stingy ass nicca don't touch my shrimp
Or reach for my cup cuz I'm not full
These boys bout worthless bull
No skinny jeans nor my pants on the ground
But dem people still told me get yo black ass down
Ignorant minds kill they own kind to make a dime
Put it on a cd tell you this is how to grind
Devil's advocate shit
You didn't ship it in
But fuck it though
Every bar from me is like a bump a blow
Like lice my balls Im all about the scratch
Night vibes I appreciate the track