Texty

(I love you, Papi) I walk in this bitch and rap's great again You should prepare for the main event I make the songs you don't play your kids This shit is child endangerment I'm talking Peterson, Adrian Came for that money like Mayweather You came for L's like McGregor Khabib's finna put you to sleep in a headlock I strangle em' Losing your head like Pete Davidson did over Ari I do it all for the Kulture like Cardi, Offset Already lost it, sorry Kinda like Gerald and Halsey Gossip a lot about what doesn't involve me Xanax withdrawals Are giving me cerebral palsy- You don't even know I been a menace to most Fuck I gotta do to show? Y'all ain't never seen a goat All y'all ever seen is ghosts Y'all ain't ready for the smoke I get heavy when I'm woke I get litty off the dough Made a million out the door My whole team in this bitch We won't ever go broke So we ain't ever gon' slow Kid is grown now We gon' get the home town winning As I blow competition Through a scope cause I'm hittin' Like a fifty cal. bullet to the dome when I'm spittin'! (Brrt) And I be livin' life like I ain't livin' twice She gon' spend the night then if I fuck her right Lot of people, so many people lost hope (Woo!) Ride around when I'm outta town in that Rolly-Rolly, that Ghost I don't ever think about no negativity I'm never finna let it grow I mean apart from The fact that you bitches will always be getting your karma I'm on the top dog I will never stop until I then done make to stardom Whoa, woah I got retarded flows 'Cause I'ma martian yo You can't fuck with my arsenal Soon as I get very hyped the laryngitis Strikes my larynx twice I'm probably scaring mics A terrorist, Isis, fear the sight of me at night 'Cause I spit it hotter than Fahrenheit When I dare to fight Gon' catch these hands like Jerry Rice till you're cherry ripe On Jerry Springer with a bag of ice Middle finger to anyone coming at my life, I won't fall You probably thought I was gone You probably thought I was ghost Bitch, but I'm back You always wanted to win You wanted the throne But you never wanted the smoke Fuck around, slaughter da flow Soon as I pick up my pen I'm sadistic and wicked offend All you prissy ass bitches and feminists Stickin' up your fingers to picket my shit cause it's lit I go lickety-split then I kick it into fifth like a pick-up When I whip off the liquor Then I sip it up, hiccup, I hitchya And leave you extinct as the Incas, a sinner The fuck is a bishop? No church in the wild When I'm burning the diocese Y'all can just shut the fuck up and be quiet Go callate Outta my way, who am I to say, if you gon' die today? Bitch, I'm the grimmest of reapers When I'm filling your speakers MC's all get killed when I feature In a fight for Selena like Bieber and Weeknd, they tweakin' I rather get Mia Khalifa And give her the ball like its FIFA Then leaver her with penis that's deep in her Fevers, gonorrhea, amoebas, a fetus And everything else I'm unleasin' with psychokinesis A psycho when speaking But on mics I'ma genius Egregious elitist MC's I be leavin' em' paraplegic When I begin to sneak in your legion and weaken your defense I'm wreaking the havoc and leaving you maggots in pieces and tatters There's heaven and hell but shit, I chose the latter The demons and heathens I worship the bad, so yo batter up! Can't no one fuck with my stamina And I'm the GOAT! Spit a little bit of wit and bitches catching feelings quick Considered illegitimate so bitter as chick Until I kick a million words a minute in this shit I'm winning in this bitch So you can tell my mother fucking one hit wonder mumble brothers That I'm coming from the way down under And I'm on the come up So they better get to running! Better get to running! Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah And I be livin' life like I ain't livin' twice She gon' spend the night then if I fuck her right Lot of people, so many people lost hope (Woo!) Ride around when I'm outta town in that Rolly-Rolly, that Ghost I don't ever think about no negativity I'm never finna let it grow I mean apart from The fact that you bitches will always be getting your karma I'm on the top dog I will never stop until I then done make to stardom
Writer(s): Kavi Lybarger, Luke Gawne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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