Silly Flow

Silly Flow, when I hit the beat I've got a silly flow Breezy on the beat okay we turning up the stereo A lot of blunts in the morning, I ain't eating cereal It's Breezy on the beat, I'm never running out of material If you want the smoke okay I'll really bring Mysterio I really gotta kill the beat and organize a burial A lot of people in my life made me feel inferior But now we getting money make it spread like bacteria I don't really bop man I don't really dance I make rap music but I really love bands Always been stood on but I gotta take a stand Man I gotta make it out, see I gotta make a plan I don't really slow dance But I like to throw bands Brothers carry arms I don't really like to hold hands Did it with my own hands till the day I'm old man Fucking with lil breezy then I'm handing out toe tags Come through, baby girl, come through All I've got is one rule Can you bring your friends, and drugs too? Some sh*t that make me go dumb and numb to I just talk sh*t when I'm on these mushrooms What's the world come to? Can I really trust you? I know people in this life move like the one-two I don't give a fuck who's your dad, I could son you I treat these hoes like the bag - you know that I run through Trap be jumping Pass me the mantle Back here thuggin' My own two, I stand on You already know breezy in the cut - bandage Matter of fact I really got the block lit like candles For my real players man this a fucking anthem I could never have enough power that's ample Out of all these artists man I gotta set examples CLB, YBH, Young Bengali Handsome Creeping Every time you see the boy creeping No I could really flame these rappers like phoenix Look at my watch, and the time says demon Look at my flow, cause I grind all weekend Say you got stripes but you look like a zebra Say you got bite matter of fact you teething Say you gon' fight matter of fact you fleeing Say you want beef? Boy I'll turn you into a vegan! Silly Flow, when I hit the beat I've got a silly flow Breezy on the beat okay we turning up the stereo A lot of blunts in the morning, I ain't eating cereal It's Breezy on the beat, I'm never running out of material If you want the smoke okay I'll really bring Mysterio I really gotta kill the beat and organize a burial A lot of people in my life made me feel inferior But now we getting money make it spread like bacteria Or maybe like malaria, the hottest in the area And when I hit record there is nothing really scarier The oppas getting warrier cause I be in the area And I be such a big dog, you looking like a terrier You looking like i'll carry you, straight up to your funeral Black and white diamonds man I call that shit an oreo And I've been getting money in like all type of scenarios And I'm the hottest rapper ever since I was an embryo bitch