Finna talk my shit nigga
You already know what it is man
Yeah! (Yah)
What Wayne say? He said
He said I don't talk fast
You just listen slow
Drop through, niggas wanna play
Like they smart cool
Dolphins have holes in they tops too
I'm top two
I was tryna f*ck when
They was tryna unlock Mew
Could still poke-a-man on your block too
My stock grew
When the resellers went and bought the deadstock shoes
Got blues? Hundreds, or Percocet 30
I'll make it work if you worthy
Eye like I'm under birdie
All the fruit forbidden, getting ready for skirmish with scurvy
After this scrimmage with digits
I got to snatch up a snitch and
Play this lil' match of quidditch
Before I get back to flippin'
My nigga Yung Bleu said Trappin' A Sport
This is practice, I would hate for us to clash on the court
Everybody struggle rapping, I was actually poor
Notice how my aesthetic really match the decor
Put all my sins in a kiln and I could craft me a sword
Use it to carve the blueprint of how it was actually forged
I'm rolling like petroleum truck
While vice gripping this stick shift, I cobra the clutch
Open it up to breathe, like where the coca gets stuffed
The Sub-Zero hero plus I'm cold to the touch
Now we can, Liu Kang kick it or Usain sprint it
It depends, on who hang with you, hit new game nigga
If we win, it's toupée spinning and toothpaste spitting
Cause we meant, for D'usse sipping and boo's made different
Let's be friends
Yeeain' need problems like this
They don't solve problems like this
Bruce Lee water style fist
Ice on my cauterized wrist
Diamonds ain't hard as I is
Hater niggas all on my 6
I tell them swallow my piss
Wives wanna fall on my dick
I oughta, monetize this
Lives getting sodomized this, is
Not for the 18 under crowd
Trampoline dreams be up and down
If you wanna find out, you gotta f*ck around
And make shit shake like thunder clouds
Speaking of shaking, I can feel all my demons awaken
Caught up in the rapture, Anita baking, my heat was waving
I need that payment, don't keep me waiting, believe in Satan
I'm leaping pavement, the streets is blazing, she eat the babies
Defeat was facing the need for laces, you've seen the racists
Just keep it basic, or keep it basement, 'cause neither make it
The reaper hate I'm in love with life, luck my leading lady
I'm masked up 'cause everybody in a dream is faceless
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Finna talk my shit nigga
You already know what it is man
Yeah! (Yah)
What Wayne say? He said
He said I don't talk fast
You just listen slow
Drop through, niggas wanna play
Like they smart cool
Dolphins have holes in they tops too
I'm top two
I was tryna f*ck when
They was tryna unlock Mew
Could still poke-a-man on your block too
My stock grew
When the resellers went and bought the deadstock shoes
Got blues? Hundreds, or Percocet 30
I'll make it work if you worthy
Eye like I'm under birdie
All the fruit forbidden, getting ready for skirmish with scurvy
After this scrimmage with digits
I got to snatch up a snitch and
Play this lil' match of quidditch
Before I get back to flippin'
My nigga Yung Bleu said Trappin' A Sport
This is practice, I would hate for us to clash on the court
Everybody struggle rapping, I was actually poor
Notice how my aesthetic really match the decor
Put all my sins in a kiln and I could craft me a sword
Use it to carve the blueprint of how it was actually forged
I'm rolling like petroleum truck
While vice gripping this stick shift, I cobra the clutch
Open it up to breathe, like where the coca gets stuffed
The Sub-Zero hero plus I'm cold to the touch
Now we can, Liu Kang kick it or Usain sprint it
It depends, on who hang with you, hit new game nigga
If we win, it's toupée spinning and toothpaste spitting
Cause we meant, for D'usse sipping and boo's made different
Let's be friends
Yeeain' need problems like this
They don't solve problems like this
Bruce Lee water style fist
Ice on my cauterized wrist
Diamonds ain't hard as I is
Hater niggas all on my 6
I tell them swallow my piss
Wives wanna fall on my dick
I oughta, monetize this
Lives getting sodomized this, is
Not for the 18 under crowd
Trampoline dreams be up and down
If you wanna find out, you gotta f*ck around
And make shit shake like thunder clouds
Speaking of shaking, I can feel all my demons awaken
Caught up in the rapture, Anita baking, my heat was waving
I need that payment, don't keep me waiting, believe in Satan
I'm leaping pavement, the streets is blazing, she eat the babies
Defeat was facing the need for laces, you've seen the racists
Just keep it basic, or keep it basement, 'cause neither make it
The reaper hate I'm in love with life, luck my leading lady
I'm masked up 'cause everybody in a dream is faceless
You already know what it is man
Yeah! (Yah)
What Wayne say? He said
He said I don't talk fast
You just listen slow
Drop through, niggas wanna play
Like they smart cool
Dolphins have holes in they tops too
I'm top two
I was tryna f*ck when
They was tryna unlock Mew
Could still poke-a-man on your block too
My stock grew
When the resellers went and bought the deadstock shoes
Got blues? Hundreds, or Percocet 30
I'll make it work if you worthy
Eye like I'm under birdie
All the fruit forbidden, getting ready for skirmish with scurvy
After this scrimmage with digits
I got to snatch up a snitch and
Play this lil' match of quidditch
Before I get back to flippin'
My nigga Yung Bleu said Trappin' A Sport
This is practice, I would hate for us to clash on the court
Everybody struggle rapping, I was actually poor
Notice how my aesthetic really match the decor
Put all my sins in a kiln and I could craft me a sword
Use it to carve the blueprint of how it was actually forged
I'm rolling like petroleum truck
While vice gripping this stick shift, I cobra the clutch
Open it up to breathe, like where the coca gets stuffed
The Sub-Zero hero plus I'm cold to the touch
Now we can, Liu Kang kick it or Usain sprint it
It depends, on who hang with you, hit new game nigga
If we win, it's toupée spinning and toothpaste spitting
Cause we meant, for D'usse sipping and boo's made different
Let's be friends
Yeeain' need problems like this
They don't solve problems like this
Bruce Lee water style fist
Ice on my cauterized wrist
Diamonds ain't hard as I is
Hater niggas all on my 6
I tell them swallow my piss
Wives wanna fall on my dick
I oughta, monetize this
Lives getting sodomized this, is
Not for the 18 under crowd
Trampoline dreams be up and down
If you wanna find out, you gotta f*ck around
And make shit shake like thunder clouds
Speaking of shaking, I can feel all my demons awaken
Caught up in the rapture, Anita baking, my heat was waving
I need that payment, don't keep me waiting, believe in Satan
I'm leaping pavement, the streets is blazing, she eat the babies
Defeat was facing the need for laces, you've seen the racists
Just keep it basic, or keep it basement, 'cause neither make it
The reaper hate I'm in love with life, luck my leading lady
I'm masked up 'cause everybody in a dream is faceless
Writer: Christopher Farmer
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