Simple is as simple does
I pop n**** like pimple pus
I may be small but I am tough
You just little like a thimble cuz
Monopoly money, bugs bunny paper
Bees to the honey
I'm the now to the later
Draw down on haters
I'm the Ella, the Vader
Imma melanin major
Sick ass player
Stashin tasers in the back of a scraper
Biz with the vapors, The Miz in a caper
Make men mad, I'm Da Don like Draper
Holding the title and I see no takers
Your steelo faker than an eagle Glacier
No such thing like A-Neeto Baker
Beano gas, then ther'll Beano Flavor
We go spaz, yea we go ape shit
Rappers Mumble, lines so basic
Stash them bundles, relax your face lift
Tactical raps slap, the facts they bumble
You got bars? Are you ready to rumble?
You petty Betty, fundamentally fumble
Shine my medals, sediments settle
Hot like kettles, homey stick to Jell-O
In LaLa land, call me Carmello
Fall off the roses, you off them poses
Trollin on Twitter , n**** need new goals
New ice age and the stage is froze
The way this goes, my slay Lit bro
Lips stay split 2 Legit spit flow
You loose wrist, that ain't how my shit go
Inspire maniacal liars and shit
Retire while freestyling with Mariah and shiiiiiiiittt
You can be a thot if ya looking hot
Owwwwww
Even if you smoking rocks round the whole cloc
Using what you got baby make a knot
Get that bag, we bout that shop life
Got swipe?
Ring the alarm I got up, and I got right
I got life to live, but without sight
I act like I'm fine
Schoolin the naïve and not mine
Wont give away a moment I ain't got time
I just got a
Pen and a story
Wave your hands fan the glory
Play it cool man no worries
Bloodclot things may occur we
Hit the ground early
We seeing pounds Birdy
Hoes up hoes down
F*ck you sound?
Tryna huff and puff please keep that same
Energy, level the game
Industry mettles the same
Freezers be flogging the flames
I'm a ball hog inhumane
I'm my own classification
Eyeing the stash and you pace-in
Praying for Merci-fication
Simpleton simplification
Sick with the whole situation
Nigga
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Simple is as simple does
I pop n**** like pimple pus
I may be small but I am tough
You just little like a thimble cuz
Monopoly money, bugs bunny paper
Bees to the honey
I'm the now to the later
Draw down on haters
I'm the Ella, the Vader
Imma melanin major
Sick ass player
Stashin tasers in the back of a scraper
Biz with the vapors, The Miz in a caper
Make men mad, I'm Da Don like Draper
Holding the title and I see no takers
Your steelo faker than an eagle Glacier
No such thing like A-Neeto Baker
Beano gas, then ther'll Beano Flavor
We go spaz, yea we go ape shit
Rappers Mumble, lines so basic
Stash them bundles, relax your face lift
Tactical raps slap, the facts they bumble
You got bars? Are you ready to rumble?
You petty Betty, fundamentally fumble
Shine my medals, sediments settle
Hot like kettles, homey stick to Jell-O
In LaLa land, call me Carmello
Fall off the roses, you off them poses
Trollin on Twitter , n**** need new goals
New ice age and the stage is froze
The way this goes, my slay Lit bro
Lips stay split 2 Legit spit flow
You loose wrist, that ain't how my shit go
Inspire maniacal liars and shit
Retire while freestyling with Mariah and shiiiiiiiittt
You can be a thot if ya looking hot
Owwwwww
Even if you smoking rocks round the whole cloc
Using what you got baby make a knot
Get that bag, we bout that shop life
Got swipe?
Ring the alarm I got up, and I got right
I got life to live, but without sight
I act like I'm fine
Schoolin the naïve and not mine
Wont give away a moment I ain't got time
I just got a
Pen and a story
Wave your hands fan the glory
Play it cool man no worries
Bloodclot things may occur we
Hit the ground early
We seeing pounds Birdy
Hoes up hoes down
F*ck you sound?
Tryna huff and puff please keep that same
Energy, level the game
Industry mettles the same
Freezers be flogging the flames
I'm a ball hog inhumane
I'm my own classification
Eyeing the stash and you pace-in
Praying for Merci-fication
Simpleton simplification
Sick with the whole situation
Nigga
I pop n**** like pimple pus
I may be small but I am tough
You just little like a thimble cuz
Monopoly money, bugs bunny paper
Bees to the honey
I'm the now to the later
Draw down on haters
I'm the Ella, the Vader
Imma melanin major
Sick ass player
Stashin tasers in the back of a scraper
Biz with the vapors, The Miz in a caper
Make men mad, I'm Da Don like Draper
Holding the title and I see no takers
Your steelo faker than an eagle Glacier
No such thing like A-Neeto Baker
Beano gas, then ther'll Beano Flavor
We go spaz, yea we go ape shit
Rappers Mumble, lines so basic
Stash them bundles, relax your face lift
Tactical raps slap, the facts they bumble
You got bars? Are you ready to rumble?
You petty Betty, fundamentally fumble
Shine my medals, sediments settle
Hot like kettles, homey stick to Jell-O
In LaLa land, call me Carmello
Fall off the roses, you off them poses
Trollin on Twitter , n**** need new goals
New ice age and the stage is froze
The way this goes, my slay Lit bro
Lips stay split 2 Legit spit flow
You loose wrist, that ain't how my shit go
Inspire maniacal liars and shit
Retire while freestyling with Mariah and shiiiiiiiittt
You can be a thot if ya looking hot
Owwwwww
Even if you smoking rocks round the whole cloc
Using what you got baby make a knot
Get that bag, we bout that shop life
Got swipe?
Ring the alarm I got up, and I got right
I got life to live, but without sight
I act like I'm fine
Schoolin the naïve and not mine
Wont give away a moment I ain't got time
I just got a
Pen and a story
Wave your hands fan the glory
Play it cool man no worries
Bloodclot things may occur we
Hit the ground early
We seeing pounds Birdy
Hoes up hoes down
F*ck you sound?
Tryna huff and puff please keep that same
Energy, level the game
Industry mettles the same
Freezers be flogging the flames
I'm a ball hog inhumane
I'm my own classification
Eyeing the stash and you pace-in
Praying for Merci-fication
Simpleton simplification
Sick with the whole situation
Nigga
Writer: Kevin Moore
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