Thorb & Mark Battles - Pat Mahomes Lyrics

This that f*ck y'all
I'm better than you
Look
I shoot high to show what heaven could do
Y'all on ten but still a seven for you
I smoke everybody here
But y'all ain't cleaning up your act
That's only resin to you
Let that resonate
Only boss that been a boss
Without a single thought to delegate
I celebrate
For twenty minutes then I'm back on the grind
How you never seen a win
But still you laughing at mine
I ain't a hater but I hate you haters
(Nah for real I f*cking hate yall)
And I got way too much to do
I guess I'll hate you later
Ain't no need to be discrete
Like I want y'all to win
Cause I ain't lazy, y'all another man to beat
Check the scoreboard (winning)
Y'all gon' need Pat Mahomes and fighter drone
To pass in my zones that I been garden like gnomes
I seize yours and now my mouth finna foam
It's five G's for my service
Bet you bitches will roam
So get the loans out
I'm going dummy I knew it
Only rapper beating me is using money to do it
So f*ck a playlist you paid for
Yeah and everybody's tough
Until they meet this mother Focker, no Gaylord
They pay more
But that don't mean that they a damn killer
I'm making moves best believe they never Ben Stiller
I been a difference maker
They don't know the difference
It's really nice to meet me 'till I meet ya with resistance
I'm different
Yet y'all different from me
I could megaphone they ears
They wouldn't listen to me
Cause who am I, until I'm him
What is light, until it's dim
Feel like Ye, I compete without my dick inside of Kim
I'm a gym
And not like Carrey I ain't done, hell
More like when I blow I need mad whistles and dumbbells
Celebrations for a real cat
Really thought you epic 'till you signed a deal
Now epic want the deal back
I peel back ya layers
There's nothing deeper than this
And I don't even got to say it
Let the speakers admit
I want you in they top five
Cause that'll weaken the list
I'm Nick Saban, boy you need to commit
Or else it's RIP
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Look
This that f*ck you pay me bitch
Imma always rep my hood cause it made me bitch
It ain't a single damn thing that could make me switch
I don't know what life is
But it can't be this
No way Jose
I just give 'em the ok
Lil boy if you scared of the game then don't play
Told ma, you raised up a hero
Aunt May
So if I ever kick it with bitches I can't stay
On a mission
Yo Thorb, how you living
It's 2023 lil brodie we got to get it
When I write I take down the mic, I'm Rob Givens
On the spot if I get me a shot, I'm not Simmons
Imma shoot
Ha
Best believe that
Expect to give me every penny
Bitch I need that
Can kill a zone like Mahomes better ease back
Vasi gang is what I bang
Where them threes at
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Battles