Sameen Rauf - Best Brown Rapper Lyrics

(MEEN OUT THEM GATES)

I'm with the smoke
All of you rappers can't f*ck with the mean, yeah
You just joke
I am the type to get it by any means, yeah
You just a hoax
I could pull up in something nice and clean, yeah
I do the most
Stay with the extras like a film
D got the scope

I see ropes
I see snakes
I see fakes
I wanna smoke
That's how I cope
You can't take a joke
You be uptight
You not my bro
You gotta go
I'm a pro
I'm a goat, yeah
Sting like a bee
Let the butterfly doors
Meen on the beat
I just rap and I float

If I see I want I go
I'm just now learnin' to say no
I just better with the flows
She get wetter I lick her toes
You know I fed her with the throat
She said I love you I say no
She write a letter like a oath
She tell you mean man the goat

Don't back out deals
Face tats and braids, got bigger appeal
That shit is not real
I think of my future and I start to get chills
My dad need the pills that's the enalapril
I'm thinking of death and I start to repent
I'm drinking too much if everything bent
I double text shawty cause the first one ain't sent
I keep to myself no I don't do the vents

I'm the shit like I farted like beans like lent
You a simp you a stag you get blown like a lint
I don't see what you see in my defense
Buy my parents a house put current on rent

That's passive income
I stay

Passive-aggressive
When there is a lesson
It's gross what I'm nettin'
This choppy is Bussin
You know that I'm comin'
For your favorite rapper
You must see the patterns
My rings like it's Saturn
My Pockets got fatter
My shawty is badder

(F*ck)
(Keep that)
(Bring the hook back)

I'm with the smoke
All of you rappers can't f*ck with the mean, yeah
You just joke
I am the type to get it by any means, yeah
You just a hoax

(Luxury)
(Mean Man)

Champagne glasses with oceanside views on my downtime
Sameen Rauf on a billboard when I go downtown
I just speak into existence just a meen mug with no damn frowns
I swear the rap game like the circus with all these damn clowns
And my circle real tight with no rats or no damn clowns
Real tight
Like a Virgin Mary
I just cut the beat up like a surgeon man it's real scary
When I think about my future man that shit is not blurry
Tropical views with a dime she nude
I can't help but talk about sex I hope you not prude
My confidence is charismatic when I'm not rude
Got a toxic little cancer and her birthday in June
I'm just wrapping the album man that shit comin' soon
Doomi gave me 6 months so I gotta bloom
Relationships only distract me so I'm done chasing pum
And this just fruits of my labor
This is ain't no fruit of the loom

I'm with the smoke
All of you rappers can't f*ck with the mean, yeah
You just joke
I am the type to get it by any means, yeah
You just a hoax
I could pull up in something nice and clean, yeah
I do the most
Stay with the extras like a film
D got the scope

(And I'm still the best f*cking rapper)
(No cap)
(Ye dig)