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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Mork
Brandon Mork
Songwriter

歌詞

Wanna know my rap name and I told 'em it's justbrandon
I'mma knock it out the park like they pitched underhanded
If they not fuckin' with my shit they just can't understand it
If you a hoe, I'm sorry Scarlet, I can't give a damn then
Try to keep your cool, bitch, I don't need you throwing tantrums
When I skate out on you and I turn to Danny Phantom
I said I needed an estate you'll see me in a mansion
Until then I just act like John Lennon and imagine
Not to be too cliche but I can't fuck with a 9-5
Didn't think I'd live past 21 but I'm here still alive
When I'm down, roll my windows down, turn my speakers up and drive
I got three women in my whip I know that they all feel the vibe
Tryna be a Savage 6 cars in my driveway
Can't chill with the squad if you be smoking like a lightweight
Mark my words right now they gonna try to ride on my wave
Tired of living slow I had to hop out of the right lane
Say that I can rap that's an understatement
Say I'm killin tracks that's an understatement
Finna get a bag that's an understatement
Sick of sittin back, yeah, I'm done with waiting
Say that I can rap that's an understatement
Say I'm killin tracks that's an understatement
Finna get a bag that's an understatement
Sick of sittin back, yeah, I'm done with waiting
First time in the booth my engineer said this shit get addicting
Now, I'm back I got the proof I guess at first I didn't listen
Had to drop a single, dropped it, now I'm on a different mission
Every time I see that track list I think that it isn't finished
Dope with it unanimous bitch you won't find no split decision
If you did, the judge who voted 'gainst me finna end up missin'
Can't go back to my old ways, no way, but man that shit is temptin'
Dreams of doing shows with a thousand people in attendance
To busy for bullshit I just put it to the side though
I'm just livin' life, oh yeah on a side note
I got everybody vibin' to the shit that I wrote
This shit too easy to me I do it with my eyes closed
If you heard that I ain't shit it must've been a typo
Cuz I'm the shit, I'm talkin slick I shit all over my foes
In the Dub, running through the 316 with my woes
Following a paper trail no tellin' where it might go
Say that I can rap that's an understatement
Say I'm killin tracks that's an understatement
Finna get a bag that's an understatement
Sick of sittin back, yeah, I'm done with waiting
Say that I can rap that's an understatement
Say I'm killin tracks that's an understatement
Finna get a bag that's an understatement
Sick of sittin back, yeah, I'm done with waiting
I was rappin' 'bout smoking and hating the police
My grandma still commented and said she proud of me
When I got people like that around how couldn't I succeed?
I'm about to take this rap shit as far as I need
And even if I make a million don't intend to leave
Until I got a million people jumpin' out they seat
And I'm stompin across the stage with some Vans on my feet
Someone come and get it cuz I'm murderin the beat
That's an understatement
Written by: Brandon Mork
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