Yeah
Think you tough
You think you tough you think you tough
You really not
Don't give a f*ck don't give a f*ck don't give a f*ck
You gon' get knocked
This harpoon shooting at you like a f*cking William
You a cartoon
Boy you faking it's easy to tell
Y'all ain't f*cking with me you silly
Yeah you a silly boy
She do coke like Bobby and Whitney smoking that crinny boy
That crinny crack
You got gas then give me that
Smoking big ounces yeah you smoking on them fifty-sacks
Anyways
Writing rhymes I'm smart like I'm Hemingway and you plenty lame
It's such a shame
You talk shit on IG real life you lemonade
You hella sweet
Boy yo rhymes is hella weak
Bitch I'm out in Cali with the boys smoking hella weed like a festival
Getting to the green like some vegetables
Man I'm hella full
Best of all
Damn bro you stinking don't wanna get next to you
You smell you have body odor you stink
Please
I don't know why you coming up to me for all the answers like I'm supposed to know
Like I'm a motherf*cking scientist
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Why he mentioning Lil Disney, he want death?
He must think that this shit sweet
Just like this beat get laid to rest
Murdered three in first degree then used some bleach to clean the mess
Find some weed and roll a leaf before I leak it to the press
Yeah yeah
I must confess today I'm feeling fresh today
This is verbal intercourse feel like Raekwon the Chef today
R.I.P. to Nate Dogg but you know I had to regulate
I kill everything I f*cking touch
Bitch check my resume
And if you think that's a f*cking bluff you might meet death today
Next day catch me smoking blunts cause we don't dwell on yesterday
Feel like Kobe in the f*cking clutch no time to celebrate
Scroll through Facebook seen his momma post he in a better place
Heartbroke momma only wish her son would find a better way
But he speaking facts she see how everybody resonate
F*ck the human race I want my fade there's nothing left to say
And that goes for all you fake motherf*ckers disrespecting gang
Motherf*cker
And you know exactly who the motherf*ck I'm talking to
All you sneak dissing motherf*ckers gon' stop with that fake love shit
Seeing me in person at shows or whatever event
Eeem I love you
Eeem this
Eeem that
Bitch f*ck you
Naim D' Artiste - Verbal Intercourse V2 (feat. Apollo) Lyrics
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Yeah
Think you tough
You think you tough you think you tough
You really not
Don't give a f*ck don't give a f*ck don't give a f*ck
You gon' get knocked
This harpoon shooting at you like a f*cking William
You a cartoon
Boy you faking it's easy to tell
Y'all ain't f*cking with me you silly
Yeah you a silly boy
She do coke like Bobby and Whitney smoking that crinny boy
That crinny crack
You got gas then give me that
Smoking big ounces yeah you smoking on them fifty-sacks
Anyways
Writing rhymes I'm smart like I'm Hemingway and you plenty lame
It's such a shame
You talk shit on IG real life you lemonade
You hella sweet
Boy yo rhymes is hella weak
Bitch I'm out in Cali with the boys smoking hella weed like a festival
Getting to the green like some vegetables
Man I'm hella full
Best of all
Damn bro you stinking don't wanna get next to you
You smell you have body odor you stink
Please
I don't know why you coming up to me for all the answers like I'm supposed to know
Like I'm a motherf*cking scientist
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Why he mentioning Lil Disney, he want death?
He must think that this shit sweet
Just like this beat get laid to rest
Murdered three in first degree then used some bleach to clean the mess
Find some weed and roll a leaf before I leak it to the press
Yeah yeah
I must confess today I'm feeling fresh today
This is verbal intercourse feel like Raekwon the Chef today
R.I.P. to Nate Dogg but you know I had to regulate
I kill everything I f*cking touch
Bitch check my resume
And if you think that's a f*cking bluff you might meet death today
Next day catch me smoking blunts cause we don't dwell on yesterday
Feel like Kobe in the f*cking clutch no time to celebrate
Scroll through Facebook seen his momma post he in a better place
Heartbroke momma only wish her son would find a better way
But he speaking facts she see how everybody resonate
F*ck the human race I want my fade there's nothing left to say
And that goes for all you fake motherf*ckers disrespecting gang
Motherf*cker
And you know exactly who the motherf*ck I'm talking to
All you sneak dissing motherf*ckers gon' stop with that fake love shit
Seeing me in person at shows or whatever event
Eeem I love you
Eeem this
Eeem that
Bitch f*ck you
Think you tough
You think you tough you think you tough
You really not
Don't give a f*ck don't give a f*ck don't give a f*ck
You gon' get knocked
This harpoon shooting at you like a f*cking William
You a cartoon
Boy you faking it's easy to tell
Y'all ain't f*cking with me you silly
Yeah you a silly boy
She do coke like Bobby and Whitney smoking that crinny boy
That crinny crack
You got gas then give me that
Smoking big ounces yeah you smoking on them fifty-sacks
Anyways
Writing rhymes I'm smart like I'm Hemingway and you plenty lame
It's such a shame
You talk shit on IG real life you lemonade
You hella sweet
Boy yo rhymes is hella weak
Bitch I'm out in Cali with the boys smoking hella weed like a festival
Getting to the green like some vegetables
Man I'm hella full
Best of all
Damn bro you stinking don't wanna get next to you
You smell you have body odor you stink
Please
I don't know why you coming up to me for all the answers like I'm supposed to know
Like I'm a motherf*cking scientist
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Why he mentioning Lil Disney, he want death?
He must think that this shit sweet
Just like this beat get laid to rest
Murdered three in first degree then used some bleach to clean the mess
Find some weed and roll a leaf before I leak it to the press
Yeah yeah
I must confess today I'm feeling fresh today
This is verbal intercourse feel like Raekwon the Chef today
R.I.P. to Nate Dogg but you know I had to regulate
I kill everything I f*cking touch
Bitch check my resume
And if you think that's a f*cking bluff you might meet death today
Next day catch me smoking blunts cause we don't dwell on yesterday
Feel like Kobe in the f*cking clutch no time to celebrate
Scroll through Facebook seen his momma post he in a better place
Heartbroke momma only wish her son would find a better way
But he speaking facts she see how everybody resonate
F*ck the human race I want my fade there's nothing left to say
And that goes for all you fake motherf*ckers disrespecting gang
Motherf*cker
And you know exactly who the motherf*ck I'm talking to
All you sneak dissing motherf*ckers gon' stop with that fake love shit
Seeing me in person at shows or whatever event
Eeem I love you
Eeem this
Eeem that
Bitch f*ck you
Writer: Apollo One, Naim Alonso
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid