Texty

I'm back, no cap, said I'm back, stand up give me clap You ain't got no flow, no pen, just slide to this pin for a damn piggy back Heard your new track, it's whack, but a nigga so quick, jawn wick, big facts Buck fifty, a nigga got sense, no cap Real shit, I'm nick, when I beez on the track And thissss, shit is not a breeze for the whack Hm, You niggas wanna freeze when I rap? Broke nigga, sit down, get some cheese in your lap Better smile when I come through, cheese, take a lap These rappers not on my level (hardly) They steaming, big mad, tea kettle (tea party) I ride the beat, yeah I push this peddle When you speak, niggas ruin my day like nevel (icarly) Hi, I am a such a irregular guy, no lying Do not hit me on my cellular line Not hiding, or never stuck in, I know that cause when jawnie talk joe, them niggas bud in (budden) You niggas bugging If my flow was a drug, they'll be going through a relapse Wanna battle the jawn I'm telling them niggas to relax Shitting on a nigga, now nigga need a re-lax Yeah I'm shitting and it's "E for everybody" like a free app Abbreviation, B.A.E, better at everything adjacent B.A.B, bucking at bitches cause that nigga know he ain't me, put him up for elimination Fuck around with jawnie, you'll be begging on your feet, through your teeth, he be settling for less, cause he cheap No comparing him to me, Obsolete, now he saying I'm a cheat, they only listen to his song for the beat On the beat, I'm a beat, UFC I may check the weather for a punchline thing I'm floyd with the bars, and they give floyd lee Acting like a rapper, you just acting like me Passing niggas up, yelling "see ya!" And now I don't see her (sia) like the singer, I'm a singer Jawnie on the stage, yeah you know they wanna see 'em When they see ya, two thumbs down, middle finger
Writer(s): Jonathan Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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