Killing the Track (feat. Tismo) Video (MV)

Tismo, I love you
Hey, Rossy

Watch your back cause I'm killing this track
Putting Rossy on the map
Goin back to back no cap, Dad Hats was trash
Watch your back cause I'm killing this track
Putting Rossy on the map
Goin back to back no cap, Dad Hats was trash

It's a new era, new me
You're 18? Gimme your ID
I'm Rossy 2.0, I'm naked
Comin' outta your basement
I'm so icy, must be a freezer
I got a cold, must be a sneezer
In Beverly Hills, must be Weezer
I'm so old, must be a geezer
Makin money off of Spotify
I bought so many socks
Might as well flex
I turn ingots into blocks
I'm pulling up, like a diaper
Your girl wanna smash, well
My name ain't Peter, but I might have to pipe her
No flex, but I got Gucci on my waist
You don't got Gucci on your body, then you a waste
Spittin' bar for bar
Line for line
New technique
New me
I'm takin' this serious
Epstein was murdered

Watch your back cause I'm killing this track
Putting Rossy on the map
Goin back to back no cap, Dad Hats was trash
Watch your back cause I'm killing this track
Putting Rossy on the map
Goin back to back no cap, Dad Hats was trash

I'm reincarnated
Girl, you know I made it
You all up on my dick now
Yeah, you know I hate it
Didn't talk to me before
But you want to start a war
I'll bring my guns and my BARs
Come knockin' at your door
You asked for this shit
Do not question me when
You just hopped on my dick
Your ass ain't but your head is hella thick
Ooh, look a dime, it's not you, it's me
I'm lookin in a mirror
Can't hear me? Come nearer
Like I said I'm 2.0
Bigger, better, stronger
And I'm fornicating your mom
Call me daddy or your father
I can teach you some lessons
Do not ask me any questions
Or I'll bend you right on over
And I'll stuff you with my weapons

Watch your back cause I'm killing this track
Putting Rossy on the map
Goin back to back no cap, Dad Hats was trash
Watch your back cause I'm killing this track
Putting Rossy on the map
Goin back to back no cap, Dad Hats was trash

Okay, Tismo on the beat
I'm not different I'm just new
Ain't got no body count cause I act like it
Kinda sad but its the truth
My rhyme scheme basic
Eyes sharp like LASIK
I might be five foot eight
But I'll beat you up if you say shit
Walk down the street
We hear
"Hey, Tismo
Hey, Rossy
You're the guys who killed that track
Those lines were so saucy"
I'm homeless now
Cause house my house burned down
Now I go to soup kitchens
With the boys around town
Call me Rossy cause I steal bars
Bad at rapping with a cool car
Bedroom stu with a crowbar
Get my test back with a gold star
Don't get paid for my lines
Call it free verse
Got into colleges
Cause I'm diverse
Used up all of my good lines in the Burd Bath
But it's alright cause I'm back in action
Like Michael Jackson real thrill I'm maxin
On a beach but I'm straight cappin'
I'm the type of skinny guy to eat a whole
Dinner plate of french fries like an asshole
Back to school now but its just for show
I just want a girl thats not a ho, you know
I just had some beef with the Grey Poupon
Maybe while we're here we can just move on
Always add the tip with a red crayon
She's nasty, Flo is gone
But the sun's out
Everybody come, let's hang out
No time for being inside
Let's sell Peanut Butter Patties like we're Girl Scouts

Watch your back cause I'm killing this track
Putting Rossy on the map
Goin back to back no cap, Dad Hats was trash
Watch your back cause I'm killing this track
Putting Rossy on the map
Goin back to back no cap, Dad Hats was trash

You can never use that belt again
Dude, honestly, like
I'm always talking to girls on Snapchat
But at the end of the day
We just end up sending Snapchats of our
Like half our face back and forth for three hours
And I don't even know what to do
It doesn't go anywhere

Dude, that couldn't be me
No cap