Don't know bout you but I'm tired of clocking in
Got this job that I really ain't rockin' with
So I get off a work and I write a bit
Get it going and soon I be mega lit
Going off on the beat tell the rest to quit
I just Grab me a rhythm I get my fix
I'm waking 'em up
Like back from dead
The game was stood up
I put it's on its head
Why they lookin' funny
I'm talking like ted
I'm not a teddy bear but she cuddle with this
Asking me if ima' father her kids
I be like maybe one day ill be rich
Gimmie' a minute a couple of ticks
Babies I'll have me like seven or six
Pockets need to be on nine or ten do
I am just saying I'll wait till they switch
But to be honest I play ps4
But rapping is my call of duty fa sure
You don't want these problems
I'll hand you a dub
At the same time get couple of subs
On my youtube, coming at you
I'm not playing foo foo
Baker Mayfield
Got the scoop scoop
Dog a couple rappers
Like its goof troop
You ain't eating no
You don't get soup soup
Now you big sad so boo hoo
Call me gold link with my crew crew
I'm am not for banging no "soo woo"
But I woo sue and jenny
Different girls like it plenty
When I'm in stores call me Fenti
Butcher the beat like I'm benny
I got the juice they be empty
Save a dime
Ima save a penny
Black girls offa' Disney
That's what she deserve
Ima spread the word
Who I gotta swerve
Like I jumped the curb
Ram into the shop
If they selling crocs
Cuz nobody need em
Please make it stop
You might lose toes
I might lose bros
But I'm growing inches
I get to back business
I'll be in they mouth
Like a rapper dentist
Know I'm from the south
But my talent different
Don't know what my style is
No they cannot pin it
Get to know my name
But you know I been it
Like the brother of chance
I need an advance
Hot showers
We don't do that here
Come get devoured
Cruel cats weird how
You puttin' my city in hooks
Take a look ain't no one used that in years
Like Taylor said music tell the future
Look at his disc it's covered in tears
Boy I done lucked up
I done found my sound that fast
Y'all need to tighten ya stuff up
All of y'all out classed aye
Boy I done lucked up
I done found my sound that fast
Y'all need to tighten ya stuff up
All of y'all outclassed aye
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Don't know bout you but I'm tired of clocking in
Got this job that I really ain't rockin' with
So I get off a work and I write a bit
Get it going and soon I be mega lit
Going off on the beat tell the rest to quit
I just Grab me a rhythm I get my fix
I'm waking 'em up
Like back from dead
The game was stood up
I put it's on its head
Why they lookin' funny
I'm talking like ted
I'm not a teddy bear but she cuddle with this
Asking me if ima' father her kids
I be like maybe one day ill be rich
Gimmie' a minute a couple of ticks
Babies I'll have me like seven or six
Pockets need to be on nine or ten do
I am just saying I'll wait till they switch
But to be honest I play ps4
But rapping is my call of duty fa sure
You don't want these problems
I'll hand you a dub
At the same time get couple of subs
On my youtube, coming at you
I'm not playing foo foo
Baker Mayfield
Got the scoop scoop
Dog a couple rappers
Like its goof troop
You ain't eating no
You don't get soup soup
Now you big sad so boo hoo
Call me gold link with my crew crew
I'm am not for banging no "soo woo"
But I woo sue and jenny
Different girls like it plenty
When I'm in stores call me Fenti
Butcher the beat like I'm benny
I got the juice they be empty
Save a dime
Ima save a penny
Black girls offa' Disney
That's what she deserve
Ima spread the word
Who I gotta swerve
Like I jumped the curb
Ram into the shop
If they selling crocs
Cuz nobody need em
Please make it stop
You might lose toes
I might lose bros
But I'm growing inches
I get to back business
I'll be in they mouth
Like a rapper dentist
Know I'm from the south
But my talent different
Don't know what my style is
No they cannot pin it
Get to know my name
But you know I been it
Like the brother of chance
I need an advance
Hot showers
We don't do that here
Come get devoured
Cruel cats weird how
You puttin' my city in hooks
Take a look ain't no one used that in years
Like Taylor said music tell the future
Look at his disc it's covered in tears
Boy I done lucked up
I done found my sound that fast
Y'all need to tighten ya stuff up
All of y'all out classed aye
Boy I done lucked up
I done found my sound that fast
Y'all need to tighten ya stuff up
All of y'all outclassed aye
Got this job that I really ain't rockin' with
So I get off a work and I write a bit
Get it going and soon I be mega lit
Going off on the beat tell the rest to quit
I just Grab me a rhythm I get my fix
I'm waking 'em up
Like back from dead
The game was stood up
I put it's on its head
Why they lookin' funny
I'm talking like ted
I'm not a teddy bear but she cuddle with this
Asking me if ima' father her kids
I be like maybe one day ill be rich
Gimmie' a minute a couple of ticks
Babies I'll have me like seven or six
Pockets need to be on nine or ten do
I am just saying I'll wait till they switch
But to be honest I play ps4
But rapping is my call of duty fa sure
You don't want these problems
I'll hand you a dub
At the same time get couple of subs
On my youtube, coming at you
I'm not playing foo foo
Baker Mayfield
Got the scoop scoop
Dog a couple rappers
Like its goof troop
You ain't eating no
You don't get soup soup
Now you big sad so boo hoo
Call me gold link with my crew crew
I'm am not for banging no "soo woo"
But I woo sue and jenny
Different girls like it plenty
When I'm in stores call me Fenti
Butcher the beat like I'm benny
I got the juice they be empty
Save a dime
Ima save a penny
Black girls offa' Disney
That's what she deserve
Ima spread the word
Who I gotta swerve
Like I jumped the curb
Ram into the shop
If they selling crocs
Cuz nobody need em
Please make it stop
You might lose toes
I might lose bros
But I'm growing inches
I get to back business
I'll be in they mouth
Like a rapper dentist
Know I'm from the south
But my talent different
Don't know what my style is
No they cannot pin it
Get to know my name
But you know I been it
Like the brother of chance
I need an advance
Hot showers
We don't do that here
Come get devoured
Cruel cats weird how
You puttin' my city in hooks
Take a look ain't no one used that in years
Like Taylor said music tell the future
Look at his disc it's covered in tears
Boy I done lucked up
I done found my sound that fast
Y'all need to tighten ya stuff up
All of y'all out classed aye
Boy I done lucked up
I done found my sound that fast
Y'all need to tighten ya stuff up
All of y'all outclassed aye
Writer: Simeon Jenkins
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