Thanks for coming on the show
Thanks for having me. Thanks for having me
You're telling me that they're stealing your swag
Order, order
Allegedly, yes
I saw it, I saw it. They did steal the swag
"And you're telling me that apparently you can really actually rap well, but you're dumbing it down?"
I mean..
"I just don't.."
Can you let me answer?
"O-okay
Are you dumbing it down?"
I mean, I'm just not overthinking it
"But the idea of.."
Can I finish my thought
"This is my show
This is my show, so I'm the one talking!
Listen, the idea of not doing your best work for the sake of what
For the sake of.."
Turning the music off
Yeah
Yeah, turn that shit off
That rappin ass shit
Ain't nobody tryna hear that shit
Okay,
Yeah, I had to realize..
I'm not a rapper
I'm a choir director
I'm not a rapper
On these beats, I be disrespectful
I don't give a FUCK!
Okay
They're trying to steal my swag, yeah
Yeah, that's the wrong bag
That's the wrong bag
My treasure's stored up in heav!
Shout out to my little brother, Dev
I keep a snack like the 7-v
Chew my snack
She my Pepsi
When I get thirsty, I'm a drink
Gettin (wet see) me a wet seat
I can see these niggas
I'm a chicken
I can see these niggas
I'm really Stevie
Tonight, I'm gonna eat a bitch
Feed me
Tonight, I am the eater, bitch
Feed me!
Free
Free the nigga, TD Jakes
F*ck it
I'm having fun again
TD Jakes, the realest rapper
TD Jakes and Rick Ross cousins
I'm trying to chill with Rick Ross
I'm trying to chill with Rick Ross and eat some muffins
I'm trying to chill with Rick Ross and bump Drake
I'm trying to chill with Drake and steal swag
I'm trying to give them straight a reference track
And I hope they steal it and don't give it back
Because I know God gonna get their ass
And I know good God, God good, regardless
I hope Drake steal my flow
Bar for bar
I hope Diddy..
What?
Diddy, blow up my car
I hope Soulja Boy claim he did what I did first
I hope that nigga Young Thug try to sell me a f*cking skirt
"What the f*ck
I ain't wearing that shit!"
I wish he would
Try and touch my sister, Diddy
I bruise him, beat him, bash him
Leave that nigga, Blitzzy
I hope he don't have a sister
I don't even have a sister
But I'm kicking it every time and it's nearly 2000
I'll stick them niggas in the back of the eye
F*ck
I'm like 50 Cent
"I really don't like that guy
I really don't like that guy"
I really don't like that guy
I really don't
I really don't
I really don't like that guy
I'm trying to meet Kanye West...
And go rant for rant
I'm trying to meet Kim K
I'm trying to meet Kim K
And go pant for pant
Pant for pant
I'm trying to meet Elon
He give me a grant
I'm trying to meet Elon
Get a Tesla in read
Talk shit about Pluto
Go to Mars instead
Meet the nigga, Kim Jong-un
Just to say that I did
"What's good, Kim Jong-un
What's going on with you, bro
What's up with you, bro
What's good?"
Just to say that I did
"Thank you
Tnk you veddy much, AD!"
I want to chat it up with Rihanna
Just to see her design
I want to chat it up with Rihanna
Just to see her behind
See her from behind
Take her to some bars
Take her to some bars
Watch her shift her mind
(While she shift on mine)
Meet The Rock
Get on a workout grind
Go write a verse
That a bro blow mine
Blow bro mind
I want to talk to Taylor
Get some Swift advice
"Swifty!"
I want to hit new heights
"American Airlines!"
Cause I'm a pop boy, too
And guess what?
"What?"
I'm a pop boy, too
I want to chill with Kanye West
And tell that motherf*cker I'm a god, too
Matter of fact, Ima tell Kanye West
God told me that
I'm a guide you!
I'm your guardian angel
I'm going to give you your swag back
Fame back, too
I'ma do you
Like Baby Keem did DOT
You can do me
Like Drizzy did with Yachty
And when I say do me, let me be clear
Let me be clear
No Diddy
I heard that y'all celebrity niggas be on something different
I'm here for the music
I'll even teach Drizzy how to dress
Drizzy can teach me how to finesse
Steal swag from east to the west
Still bad
I'm like a Micheal Jack badjackass
In the U.K. going mad
In L.A. with big glad bags
This is being bad
I'm driving fast
Driving fast like they on my ass
I'm rapping like they on my ass
I'm rapping like I'm trying to get out the hood
I'm rapping like this shit ain't all good
Five minutes into the song
Can't believe
I can't believe you tagged along
Can't believe
I can't believe you tagged along
Can't believe
Thank you
Beautiful
Thank you
Can't believe
Can't believe
Can't believe
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Thanks for coming on the show
Thanks for having me. Thanks for having me
You're telling me that they're stealing your swag
Order, order
Allegedly, yes
I saw it, I saw it. They did steal the swag
"And you're telling me that apparently you can really actually rap well, but you're dumbing it down?"
I mean..
"I just don't.."
Can you let me answer?
"O-okay
Are you dumbing it down?"
I mean, I'm just not overthinking it
"But the idea of.."
Can I finish my thought
"This is my show
This is my show, so I'm the one talking!
Listen, the idea of not doing your best work for the sake of what
For the sake of.."
Turning the music off
Yeah
Yeah, turn that shit off
That rappin ass shit
Ain't nobody tryna hear that shit
Okay,
Yeah, I had to realize..
I'm not a rapper
I'm a choir director
I'm not a rapper
On these beats, I be disrespectful
I don't give a FUCK!
Okay
They're trying to steal my swag, yeah
Yeah, that's the wrong bag
That's the wrong bag
My treasure's stored up in heav!
Shout out to my little brother, Dev
I keep a snack like the 7-v
Chew my snack
She my Pepsi
When I get thirsty, I'm a drink
Gettin (wet see) me a wet seat
I can see these niggas
I'm a chicken
I can see these niggas
I'm really Stevie
Tonight, I'm gonna eat a bitch
Feed me
Tonight, I am the eater, bitch
Feed me!
Free
Free the nigga, TD Jakes
F*ck it
I'm having fun again
TD Jakes, the realest rapper
TD Jakes and Rick Ross cousins
I'm trying to chill with Rick Ross
I'm trying to chill with Rick Ross and eat some muffins
I'm trying to chill with Rick Ross and bump Drake
I'm trying to chill with Drake and steal swag
I'm trying to give them straight a reference track
And I hope they steal it and don't give it back
Because I know God gonna get their ass
And I know good God, God good, regardless
I hope Drake steal my flow
Bar for bar
I hope Diddy..
What?
Diddy, blow up my car
I hope Soulja Boy claim he did what I did first
I hope that nigga Young Thug try to sell me a f*cking skirt
"What the f*ck
I ain't wearing that shit!"
I wish he would
Try and touch my sister, Diddy
I bruise him, beat him, bash him
Leave that nigga, Blitzzy
I hope he don't have a sister
I don't even have a sister
But I'm kicking it every time and it's nearly 2000
I'll stick them niggas in the back of the eye
F*ck
I'm like 50 Cent
"I really don't like that guy
I really don't like that guy"
I really don't like that guy
I really don't
I really don't
I really don't like that guy
I'm trying to meet Kanye West...
And go rant for rant
I'm trying to meet Kim K
I'm trying to meet Kim K
And go pant for pant
Pant for pant
I'm trying to meet Elon
He give me a grant
I'm trying to meet Elon
Get a Tesla in read
Talk shit about Pluto
Go to Mars instead
Meet the nigga, Kim Jong-un
Just to say that I did
"What's good, Kim Jong-un
What's going on with you, bro
What's up with you, bro
What's good?"
Just to say that I did
"Thank you
Tnk you veddy much, AD!"
I want to chat it up with Rihanna
Just to see her design
I want to chat it up with Rihanna
Just to see her behind
See her from behind
Take her to some bars
Take her to some bars
Watch her shift her mind
(While she shift on mine)
Meet The Rock
Get on a workout grind
Go write a verse
That a bro blow mine
Blow bro mind
I want to talk to Taylor
Get some Swift advice
"Swifty!"
I want to hit new heights
"American Airlines!"
Cause I'm a pop boy, too
And guess what?
"What?"
I'm a pop boy, too
I want to chill with Kanye West
And tell that motherf*cker I'm a god, too
Matter of fact, Ima tell Kanye West
God told me that
I'm a guide you!
I'm your guardian angel
I'm going to give you your swag back
Fame back, too
I'ma do you
Like Baby Keem did DOT
You can do me
Like Drizzy did with Yachty
And when I say do me, let me be clear
Let me be clear
No Diddy
I heard that y'all celebrity niggas be on something different
I'm here for the music
I'll even teach Drizzy how to dress
Drizzy can teach me how to finesse
Steal swag from east to the west
Still bad
I'm like a Micheal Jack badjackass
In the U.K. going mad
In L.A. with big glad bags
This is being bad
I'm driving fast
Driving fast like they on my ass
I'm rapping like they on my ass
I'm rapping like I'm trying to get out the hood
I'm rapping like this shit ain't all good
Five minutes into the song
Can't believe
I can't believe you tagged along
Can't believe
I can't believe you tagged along
Can't believe
Thank you
Beautiful
Thank you
Can't believe
Can't believe
Can't believe
Thanks for having me. Thanks for having me
You're telling me that they're stealing your swag
Order, order
Allegedly, yes
I saw it, I saw it. They did steal the swag
"And you're telling me that apparently you can really actually rap well, but you're dumbing it down?"
I mean..
"I just don't.."
Can you let me answer?
"O-okay
Are you dumbing it down?"
I mean, I'm just not overthinking it
"But the idea of.."
Can I finish my thought
"This is my show
This is my show, so I'm the one talking!
Listen, the idea of not doing your best work for the sake of what
For the sake of.."
Turning the music off
Yeah
Yeah, turn that shit off
That rappin ass shit
Ain't nobody tryna hear that shit
Okay,
Yeah, I had to realize..
I'm not a rapper
I'm a choir director
I'm not a rapper
On these beats, I be disrespectful
I don't give a FUCK!
Okay
They're trying to steal my swag, yeah
Yeah, that's the wrong bag
That's the wrong bag
My treasure's stored up in heav!
Shout out to my little brother, Dev
I keep a snack like the 7-v
Chew my snack
She my Pepsi
When I get thirsty, I'm a drink
Gettin (wet see) me a wet seat
I can see these niggas
I'm a chicken
I can see these niggas
I'm really Stevie
Tonight, I'm gonna eat a bitch
Feed me
Tonight, I am the eater, bitch
Feed me!
Free
Free the nigga, TD Jakes
F*ck it
I'm having fun again
TD Jakes, the realest rapper
TD Jakes and Rick Ross cousins
I'm trying to chill with Rick Ross
I'm trying to chill with Rick Ross and eat some muffins
I'm trying to chill with Rick Ross and bump Drake
I'm trying to chill with Drake and steal swag
I'm trying to give them straight a reference track
And I hope they steal it and don't give it back
Because I know God gonna get their ass
And I know good God, God good, regardless
I hope Drake steal my flow
Bar for bar
I hope Diddy..
What?
Diddy, blow up my car
I hope Soulja Boy claim he did what I did first
I hope that nigga Young Thug try to sell me a f*cking skirt
"What the f*ck
I ain't wearing that shit!"
I wish he would
Try and touch my sister, Diddy
I bruise him, beat him, bash him
Leave that nigga, Blitzzy
I hope he don't have a sister
I don't even have a sister
But I'm kicking it every time and it's nearly 2000
I'll stick them niggas in the back of the eye
F*ck
I'm like 50 Cent
"I really don't like that guy
I really don't like that guy"
I really don't like that guy
I really don't
I really don't
I really don't like that guy
I'm trying to meet Kanye West...
And go rant for rant
I'm trying to meet Kim K
I'm trying to meet Kim K
And go pant for pant
Pant for pant
I'm trying to meet Elon
He give me a grant
I'm trying to meet Elon
Get a Tesla in read
Talk shit about Pluto
Go to Mars instead
Meet the nigga, Kim Jong-un
Just to say that I did
"What's good, Kim Jong-un
What's going on with you, bro
What's up with you, bro
What's good?"
Just to say that I did
"Thank you
Tnk you veddy much, AD!"
I want to chat it up with Rihanna
Just to see her design
I want to chat it up with Rihanna
Just to see her behind
See her from behind
Take her to some bars
Take her to some bars
Watch her shift her mind
(While she shift on mine)
Meet The Rock
Get on a workout grind
Go write a verse
That a bro blow mine
Blow bro mind
I want to talk to Taylor
Get some Swift advice
"Swifty!"
I want to hit new heights
"American Airlines!"
Cause I'm a pop boy, too
And guess what?
"What?"
I'm a pop boy, too
I want to chill with Kanye West
And tell that motherf*cker I'm a god, too
Matter of fact, Ima tell Kanye West
God told me that
I'm a guide you!
I'm your guardian angel
I'm going to give you your swag back
Fame back, too
I'ma do you
Like Baby Keem did DOT
You can do me
Like Drizzy did with Yachty
And when I say do me, let me be clear
Let me be clear
No Diddy
I heard that y'all celebrity niggas be on something different
I'm here for the music
I'll even teach Drizzy how to dress
Drizzy can teach me how to finesse
Steal swag from east to the west
Still bad
I'm like a Micheal Jack badjackass
In the U.K. going mad
In L.A. with big glad bags
This is being bad
I'm driving fast
Driving fast like they on my ass
I'm rapping like they on my ass
I'm rapping like I'm trying to get out the hood
I'm rapping like this shit ain't all good
Five minutes into the song
Can't believe
I can't believe you tagged along
Can't believe
I can't believe you tagged along
Can't believe
Thank you
Beautiful
Thank you
Can't believe
Can't believe
Can't believe
Writer: AD Enemy, Derrick Milton
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid