Chill at the crib lil bro said link
Asked got loud? Said what you think?
Downtown Madtown on the brink
All y'all raps sound out of sync
Imma tell you what a player told me
Bitch
You can't get this dick for free
Plug ship P's weigh em by the OZ
Blue dream, sour D, cookies, OG
I hear em talking shit when they don't know me
Got charges I beat, Kobe, 03
Gon need forty ceilings think they gon hold me
Even then, give it time, imma work, we'll see
Every lyric, every rhyme I'm reversing these
O-pinions of rappers who is worse than me
Damn them shoes look real dirt cheap
I'm not hating on the struggle but you ain't worthy
Nah
Ain't nothin that you really gotta say
We the f*ckin smash brothers but this ain't no f*ckin game
Ain't nobody won this race just by stayin' in they lane
And we all about this music never chasin' any fame
Ain't too much left there is to really say
Man I'll rock some falcon punches straight into your f*ckin face
Hey
Back in the trap with immaculate tracks
Here with my bro any beat we gone Smash
Bat like I'm Ness, stepping' up, you get smacked
Leaving no mess, man I'm leaving no tracks
Uh
Man I'm leaving no tracks
Roll up the dope then just sit back and relax
We scale it, then bag it, then sell it with tax
I'm all bout my money and making it fast
Prefer that crypto, but okay with cash
Sorry, can't match, never smoke out the stash
That's why I'm in first and why you stay in last
And why you get money, but can't make it last
I want it I get it
I shoot I ain't missing
A man on a mission
With cash in his vision
Cold bars when he's spitting
It's clear y'all don't listen
You lock yourself inside your own mental prison
Me and bro on the mic like who is who?
Bitch shut your mouth, you Pikachu
New watch, new whip, new sneakers too
Same opps, same shit, same f*ckin' crew
Heard yo girl be hangin' with a couple dudes
How your main thing ain't really f*ck with you?
How you sayin' things ain't knowin' if they even true?
And how you turn my verse into a Trump interview?
Damn son you let the chump up into you
Why you always wanna think of what you didn't do?
You got regrets that don't give you an excuse to lose
So make some moves, stay tuned for the interlude
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Chill at the crib lil bro said link
Asked got loud? Said what you think?
Downtown Madtown on the brink
All y'all raps sound out of sync
Imma tell you what a player told me
Bitch
You can't get this dick for free
Plug ship P's weigh em by the OZ
Blue dream, sour D, cookies, OG
I hear em talking shit when they don't know me
Got charges I beat, Kobe, 03
Gon need forty ceilings think they gon hold me
Even then, give it time, imma work, we'll see
Every lyric, every rhyme I'm reversing these
O-pinions of rappers who is worse than me
Damn them shoes look real dirt cheap
I'm not hating on the struggle but you ain't worthy
Nah
Ain't nothin that you really gotta say
We the f*ckin smash brothers but this ain't no f*ckin game
Ain't nobody won this race just by stayin' in they lane
And we all about this music never chasin' any fame
Ain't too much left there is to really say
Man I'll rock some falcon punches straight into your f*ckin face
Hey
Back in the trap with immaculate tracks
Here with my bro any beat we gone Smash
Bat like I'm Ness, stepping' up, you get smacked
Leaving no mess, man I'm leaving no tracks
Uh
Man I'm leaving no tracks
Roll up the dope then just sit back and relax
We scale it, then bag it, then sell it with tax
I'm all bout my money and making it fast
Prefer that crypto, but okay with cash
Sorry, can't match, never smoke out the stash
That's why I'm in first and why you stay in last
And why you get money, but can't make it last
I want it I get it
I shoot I ain't missing
A man on a mission
With cash in his vision
Cold bars when he's spitting
It's clear y'all don't listen
You lock yourself inside your own mental prison
Me and bro on the mic like who is who?
Bitch shut your mouth, you Pikachu
New watch, new whip, new sneakers too
Same opps, same shit, same f*ckin' crew
Heard yo girl be hangin' with a couple dudes
How your main thing ain't really f*ck with you?
How you sayin' things ain't knowin' if they even true?
And how you turn my verse into a Trump interview?
Damn son you let the chump up into you
Why you always wanna think of what you didn't do?
You got regrets that don't give you an excuse to lose
So make some moves, stay tuned for the interlude
Asked got loud? Said what you think?
Downtown Madtown on the brink
All y'all raps sound out of sync
Imma tell you what a player told me
Bitch
You can't get this dick for free
Plug ship P's weigh em by the OZ
Blue dream, sour D, cookies, OG
I hear em talking shit when they don't know me
Got charges I beat, Kobe, 03
Gon need forty ceilings think they gon hold me
Even then, give it time, imma work, we'll see
Every lyric, every rhyme I'm reversing these
O-pinions of rappers who is worse than me
Damn them shoes look real dirt cheap
I'm not hating on the struggle but you ain't worthy
Nah
Ain't nothin that you really gotta say
We the f*ckin smash brothers but this ain't no f*ckin game
Ain't nobody won this race just by stayin' in they lane
And we all about this music never chasin' any fame
Ain't too much left there is to really say
Man I'll rock some falcon punches straight into your f*ckin face
Hey
Back in the trap with immaculate tracks
Here with my bro any beat we gone Smash
Bat like I'm Ness, stepping' up, you get smacked
Leaving no mess, man I'm leaving no tracks
Uh
Man I'm leaving no tracks
Roll up the dope then just sit back and relax
We scale it, then bag it, then sell it with tax
I'm all bout my money and making it fast
Prefer that crypto, but okay with cash
Sorry, can't match, never smoke out the stash
That's why I'm in first and why you stay in last
And why you get money, but can't make it last
I want it I get it
I shoot I ain't missing
A man on a mission
With cash in his vision
Cold bars when he's spitting
It's clear y'all don't listen
You lock yourself inside your own mental prison
Me and bro on the mic like who is who?
Bitch shut your mouth, you Pikachu
New watch, new whip, new sneakers too
Same opps, same shit, same f*ckin' crew
Heard yo girl be hangin' with a couple dudes
How your main thing ain't really f*ck with you?
How you sayin' things ain't knowin' if they even true?
And how you turn my verse into a Trump interview?
Damn son you let the chump up into you
Why you always wanna think of what you didn't do?
You got regrets that don't give you an excuse to lose
So make some moves, stay tuned for the interlude
Writer: George Maysack, Henry Maysack
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid