Ladies and gentlemen Now introducing, the one and only cigoL!! He’s a lyrical rapper ladies and gentlemen Let’s get prepared Get out of your seats! Here he is! Here he is! I'm back, I'm back, I'm back I'm back to hop back on the track I'm spitting like a narcotic, a lunatic, a psychopath Got loco in my bloodline Yeah it runs all through my family Born and raised in Maryland, where niggas just made fun of me There's one of you, there's two of me I'm bout to kidnap Tiffany Yo girlfriend put her in my fucking trunk and speed off need for speed I just keep on going and going Pursuing this music and all of my tendencies I'm very crazy, you do not know what I will do to you, just stay away from me I load the AK and put it inside of the suv I bought illegally Shit is so crazy that I need to take me a break, I need some time to breathe Niggas kept testing my level of patience Saying I sounded like someone they hated You wanted Logic so I gave you Logic my nigga, I hope that you don't be ungrateful Everybody wanna talk fast, out they ass, like a nigga from the past, who gone blast real fast Ima hit em with a sniper, no swiper, a reminder, to not talk that crap Hit em with the venom then I hit em with it twice Niggas really sleep, they better open up they eyes There is no repeating, I ain't gonna say it twice I will give them chicken, I will not forget the rice This that flexicution, this is what the people said they wanted from the rap god (god) This that flexicution, this that flexicution This that flexicution, this is what the people said they wanted from the rap god (god) This that flexicution, this that flexicution Any many miney mo, catch a nigga by his toe Ship his ass to outerspace and let a Mo'fucker float This shit ain't so funny when it's you and ain't nowhere to go This weather is so up and down, bipolar like my nigga moe I tear apart all of these niggas that come from the back of my store, like I'm shredding up cheese Begging a nigga for mercy, just hoping he spares you like thanos, a 50/50 That shit is uncertain my brother I'm sorry, I'm uncalculated, I'm not a genie But if you Cashapp me $200, I might be able to save Tiffany Tiffany the epiphany A lotta motherfuckers wanna get to me Cause they really hate me, they envy me The itty bitty nigga with add Martin Luther King said he had a dream, yeah he had a dream, and it included me I need the money, I need the green, betta feed it to my bank account quickly I just stay going, going like lawnmowers mowing Mowing the grass at my Venice Beach house in Cali, you know it I'm never flexing my wealth Hating ain't good for your health You betta know who you talking to Betta check yourself before you wreck yourself This that flexicution, this is what the people said they wanted from the rap god (god) This that flexicution, this that flexicution This that flexicution, this is what the people said they wanted from the rap god (god) This that flexicution, this that flexicution