That's me drillin' it (that's the queef)
I wish I wrote the shit
Cause then like
Doin' my doubles would be wayyy easier
Uhh
Yea
I'm sick with the flow
Come off the top while I'm twisting the dro
You come from my spot then you gettin' the smoke
Walk in my shoes, might go missin' a toe
It like I'm blind how I'm grippin' the pole
You might get hooked if you listen, I'm dope
I'm tryna kick game to Lydia Gh0st
At dinner convince her to gimme the throat
Bitch I'm not rich till I live on a six acre plot with a bridge and a moat (splash!)
If the neighbors need favors or just wanna visit they gotta get into a boat
If I said it they sure to misquote
If the guest uninvited it's murder she wrote
The Larami on me they sure to be soaked
They creep when I sleep but I'm perfectly woke
Your girl wanna freak but I heard that she broke
That's a disease to me, these bitches only reaching me to tell me what they need from me (nah)
Nah you deceased to me (bye)
I'm surely pleased to meet you, blah blah common decency
But you gon' get to see me leave with two broads in the jeep with me (with me)
I'm switching the flow
Brainstorming lines while they giving me dome
One gettin' jealous wanna get me alone
The other won't leave wanna live in my home
I lay on my back tell 'em sit on the throne
I bang with my chains on they missing some stones
My mouth on her flower like "Kiss from a Rose"
I'm kissing that pink like I'm sippin' it slow
Bitch I'm not rich til I'm sitting inside of my third favorite jet (my 3rd favorite jet)
I'm coming to get everything that I'm owed y'all can split up the rest (tahaa)
I've been gone for a while, I've been racking up miles zigzagging the east to the west (yearrm)
I've been putting these streets to the test
I've been burning through green for the stress
It is what it is nada more nada less
Rocket fuel
Popeye, this make me unstoppable
This not a game so don't call out my name when your last video was unwatchable
I'm playing my hand I'm untouchable, Damn! like the way that I jam is uncrustable
You bitches outside ain't even f*ckable
That's why a nilla as free as a muhf*ckin' Huckstable
Trait Razor - Uncrustables Lyrics
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That's me drillin' it (that's the queef)
I wish I wrote the shit
Cause then like
Doin' my doubles would be wayyy easier
Uhh
Yea
I'm sick with the flow
Come off the top while I'm twisting the dro
You come from my spot then you gettin' the smoke
Walk in my shoes, might go missin' a toe
It like I'm blind how I'm grippin' the pole
You might get hooked if you listen, I'm dope
I'm tryna kick game to Lydia Gh0st
At dinner convince her to gimme the throat
Bitch I'm not rich till I live on a six acre plot with a bridge and a moat (splash!)
If the neighbors need favors or just wanna visit they gotta get into a boat
If I said it they sure to misquote
If the guest uninvited it's murder she wrote
The Larami on me they sure to be soaked
They creep when I sleep but I'm perfectly woke
Your girl wanna freak but I heard that she broke
That's a disease to me, these bitches only reaching me to tell me what they need from me (nah)
Nah you deceased to me (bye)
I'm surely pleased to meet you, blah blah common decency
But you gon' get to see me leave with two broads in the jeep with me (with me)
I'm switching the flow
Brainstorming lines while they giving me dome
One gettin' jealous wanna get me alone
The other won't leave wanna live in my home
I lay on my back tell 'em sit on the throne
I bang with my chains on they missing some stones
My mouth on her flower like "Kiss from a Rose"
I'm kissing that pink like I'm sippin' it slow
Bitch I'm not rich til I'm sitting inside of my third favorite jet (my 3rd favorite jet)
I'm coming to get everything that I'm owed y'all can split up the rest (tahaa)
I've been gone for a while, I've been racking up miles zigzagging the east to the west (yearrm)
I've been putting these streets to the test
I've been burning through green for the stress
It is what it is nada more nada less
Rocket fuel
Popeye, this make me unstoppable
This not a game so don't call out my name when your last video was unwatchable
I'm playing my hand I'm untouchable, Damn! like the way that I jam is uncrustable
You bitches outside ain't even f*ckable
That's why a nilla as free as a muhf*ckin' Huckstable
I wish I wrote the shit
Cause then like
Doin' my doubles would be wayyy easier
Uhh
Yea
I'm sick with the flow
Come off the top while I'm twisting the dro
You come from my spot then you gettin' the smoke
Walk in my shoes, might go missin' a toe
It like I'm blind how I'm grippin' the pole
You might get hooked if you listen, I'm dope
I'm tryna kick game to Lydia Gh0st
At dinner convince her to gimme the throat
Bitch I'm not rich till I live on a six acre plot with a bridge and a moat (splash!)
If the neighbors need favors or just wanna visit they gotta get into a boat
If I said it they sure to misquote
If the guest uninvited it's murder she wrote
The Larami on me they sure to be soaked
They creep when I sleep but I'm perfectly woke
Your girl wanna freak but I heard that she broke
That's a disease to me, these bitches only reaching me to tell me what they need from me (nah)
Nah you deceased to me (bye)
I'm surely pleased to meet you, blah blah common decency
But you gon' get to see me leave with two broads in the jeep with me (with me)
I'm switching the flow
Brainstorming lines while they giving me dome
One gettin' jealous wanna get me alone
The other won't leave wanna live in my home
I lay on my back tell 'em sit on the throne
I bang with my chains on they missing some stones
My mouth on her flower like "Kiss from a Rose"
I'm kissing that pink like I'm sippin' it slow
Bitch I'm not rich til I'm sitting inside of my third favorite jet (my 3rd favorite jet)
I'm coming to get everything that I'm owed y'all can split up the rest (tahaa)
I've been gone for a while, I've been racking up miles zigzagging the east to the west (yearrm)
I've been putting these streets to the test
I've been burning through green for the stress
It is what it is nada more nada less
Rocket fuel
Popeye, this make me unstoppable
This not a game so don't call out my name when your last video was unwatchable
I'm playing my hand I'm untouchable, Damn! like the way that I jam is uncrustable
You bitches outside ain't even f*ckable
That's why a nilla as free as a muhf*ckin' Huckstable
Writer: Camillo Iacoboni
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