Ayo when I was like 6 years old bro
I used to like
(Macaroni noises)
With rabbits
I picked it up and used it
Yessir
That is how a song is done
Aye
What are you doinggg
Uhhh
Beating my meat
Yuh
Aye
Yuhhhh
Aye
Ayee
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom shoulda sucked up
I'm on a whole nother level
I'm folding over these opponents with pleasure
Done ran em over wit my toes on the pedal
And leave they faces full of holes like a freckle
That heavy metal put they face to floor
Heavy metal couldn't stay wit a hoe
Heavy metal couldn't stay wit a bitch
And that heavy metal couldn't wait for the pole
And I'm gone off the new wave
Who's they?
Getting killed not a new day
Touché
HD like Blu-ray
Two face
Pay me that new pay
Blueface ,uh
I been planning this shit like a blueprint
Stepped in then I left wit a new limp
Epi-Pen cus I might collapse
I wish I could rap without having a rubric
New fit going head to toe
I know I'm the shit
So let the record show
That my clock ain't ticking
No metronome
But my gas be loud just like megaphones
Gone overseas
Pussy bald no weave
Ima call up a g
Kill em all in the street
Aye Ball wit a p
On god Ima be
On the spelling Bee
G-O-A-T
Then I dip with some red on the bottoms
Look at my bitch
And that bitch supermodel
Smoking that pressure that cookie gelato
Look at the tip and the tip is a hollow
She built like a model but that bitch retarded (Tarted)
Ask me to rap bitch do not get me started
I get the bag then I'm dipping , departed
I get to hacking and slashing in the Martin
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom shoulda sucked up
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Ayo when I was like 6 years old bro
I used to like
(Macaroni noises)
With rabbits
I picked it up and used it
Yessir
That is how a song is done
Aye
What are you doinggg
Uhhh
Beating my meat
Yuh
Aye
Yuhhhh
Aye
Ayee
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom shoulda sucked up
I'm on a whole nother level
I'm folding over these opponents with pleasure
Done ran em over wit my toes on the pedal
And leave they faces full of holes like a freckle
That heavy metal put they face to floor
Heavy metal couldn't stay wit a hoe
Heavy metal couldn't stay wit a bitch
And that heavy metal couldn't wait for the pole
And I'm gone off the new wave
Who's they?
Getting killed not a new day
Touché
HD like Blu-ray
Two face
Pay me that new pay
Blueface ,uh
I been planning this shit like a blueprint
Stepped in then I left wit a new limp
Epi-Pen cus I might collapse
I wish I could rap without having a rubric
New fit going head to toe
I know I'm the shit
So let the record show
That my clock ain't ticking
No metronome
But my gas be loud just like megaphones
Gone overseas
Pussy bald no weave
Ima call up a g
Kill em all in the street
Aye Ball wit a p
On god Ima be
On the spelling Bee
G-O-A-T
Then I dip with some red on the bottoms
Look at my bitch
And that bitch supermodel
Smoking that pressure that cookie gelato
Look at the tip and the tip is a hollow
She built like a model but that bitch retarded (Tarted)
Ask me to rap bitch do not get me started
I get the bag then I'm dipping , departed
I get to hacking and slashing in the Martin
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom shoulda sucked up
I used to like
(Macaroni noises)
With rabbits
I picked it up and used it
Yessir
That is how a song is done
Aye
What are you doinggg
Uhhh
Beating my meat
Yuh
Aye
Yuhhhh
Aye
Ayee
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom shoulda sucked up
I'm on a whole nother level
I'm folding over these opponents with pleasure
Done ran em over wit my toes on the pedal
And leave they faces full of holes like a freckle
That heavy metal put they face to floor
Heavy metal couldn't stay wit a hoe
Heavy metal couldn't stay wit a bitch
And that heavy metal couldn't wait for the pole
And I'm gone off the new wave
Who's they?
Getting killed not a new day
Touché
HD like Blu-ray
Two face
Pay me that new pay
Blueface ,uh
I been planning this shit like a blueprint
Stepped in then I left wit a new limp
Epi-Pen cus I might collapse
I wish I could rap without having a rubric
New fit going head to toe
I know I'm the shit
So let the record show
That my clock ain't ticking
No metronome
But my gas be loud just like megaphones
Gone overseas
Pussy bald no weave
Ima call up a g
Kill em all in the street
Aye Ball wit a p
On god Ima be
On the spelling Bee
G-O-A-T
Then I dip with some red on the bottoms
Look at my bitch
And that bitch supermodel
Smoking that pressure that cookie gelato
Look at the tip and the tip is a hollow
She built like a model but that bitch retarded (Tarted)
Ask me to rap bitch do not get me started
I get the bag then I'm dipping , departed
I get to hacking and slashing in the Martin
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom
His engine won't start
But his motormouth's running
That's his excuse for not walking and talking
GTA been with the shit
Run and gunning
Boy you be toting different flags every weekend
Yo mom shoulda sucked up
Writer: Yusef Shemiranipour
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid