The Cryptic - Julius Randle lyrics

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The Cryptic - Julius Randle lyrics

[Verse 1: Rhys] I'm feeling like an animal better yet I'm a cannibal Splitting open your melon and eating it like a cantaloupe I'm so savage, these b**hes are so average I know that my flow damages spit like I throw cabbage Uh, toss me in the game with each and all of the rest All of the best, I'll catch an oop and put my balls on your chest, you a dog and I'm a vet, euthanize'd you gon' get Truth and vibes is what I spit,cuz when I'm rhymin' I'm the sh** Now how'd I get to this position of spittin' at this precision I'm makin' a split decision to switch, now its indecision I'm in the cut like an incision, I trick like I'm a magician I turn simple arithmetic to division and hieroglyphics Don't f** around with specifics Don't f** around with these b**hes They got em a thousand issues like Sally's missin' her mittens I f**in' hope she goes missin' f** them hoes if they kissin' I caught me the Holy Ghost man I f**in' hope that they listen They made me out as a vandal but it's a scandal, they told me that I should chill but my bars are too hot to handle, like a candle, Julius Randle boy I'm ballin' hard, swear to god that's my calling card Yeah I'm that for real, yeah I mean for real What a year what a year, shout out my man Pharrell Big Sean, Sean Don, BIG like King Kong man they sleepin' on the kid but I'm the bomb.com but I don't got commas these b**hes they brought drama, someday I'ma have a dollar so rich that I buy a collar Karma is a b**h too, put her on a leash though I'ma have her on her knees investigating deep throat I'm arm and hammer clean though Somethin' from a dream hoe I'm not really mean but really I just have a mean stroke Oops I meant mean streak Man I'm going knees deep Climbing like the Nasdaq so put this sh** on repeat All my sh** is abstract, all my b**hes a** fat The fact is if I'm hittin it nobody else can have that Man I'm like a halfback, runnin sh** like a track stats Flip me a couple o's homies askin me where the stash at. Where the gas at? homie where's the cash at? Trip to Colorado for a pound like its a hashtag If it's the last laugh then Brodie you can have that Ima get my cash back and put the sh** on blackjack