Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Moonrock
Lil Moonrock
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DeCicco Beats
DeCicco Beats
Composer
Jacob Zeiner
Jacob Zeiner
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DeCicco Beats
DeCicco Beats
Producer

Lyrics

(Do you have a blanket?) Who would of thought? Who would of thought that I'd be here back rapping again? Surprising myself I thought I was done But what do you know? I got pressured by friends I'm feeling like 3 stacks Put it on grandma i'll be rich in the ends You thinking, "oh shit he snapped," What did I do To be blessed wit this pen? Started out dropped 'Meryl Streep' (yeah) Who knew i'd drop all this heat? (who) First zephyr hopped on the scene (aye) All the yb's copy me I got hits on hits on hits, So you know I don't do this for green (cash) I got sticks on sticks on sticks, So you best not be askin for beef Woah, look at you I started the movement off ridicule You is a little fool, thought you was really cool I hit ya bitch and she suckin my bigger tool Can't even lie she really glowed up I saw her behind It got thicker since middle school Saw your account now I gotta go clown Compare it to mine that shit is so minuscule Man fuck is you gonna do? Do what I wanna do, come here and fight me You know i'll outmuscle you You just a buggin' dude Wearin ya uncle shoes First with ya girl now i'm fucking ya mother too Wow, damn, send a hit on ya damn cousin to Shit, discussion due, Real life you can't just go click undo Bitch i'm paid Look at this growth that I generate She looking so thirsty need lemonade She givin me slurpy that better brain She ain't the others she resonate She giving me more than they ever gave No more with hoes who hit the renegade Set this bitch off I might detonate Who would of thought? Who would of thought that I'd be here back rapping again? Surprising myself I thought I was done But what do you know? I got pressured by friends I'm feeling like 3 stacks Put it on grandma i'll be rich in the ends You thinking, "oh shit he snapped," What did I do To be blessed wit this pen? Started out dropped 'Meryl Streep' (yeah) Who knew i'd drop all this heat? (who) First zephyr hopped on the scene (aye) All the yb's copy me I got hits on hits on hits, So you know I don't do this for green (cash) I got sticks on sticks on sticks, So you best not be askin for beef This a message for all these yb's Trying to be like me You'll never be like me Ain't none of you gonna do what I did Let me talk my shit real quick This the motherfucking reboot My motherfucking album baby, yeah (What's up slimes? You know where we at) (Coplay, damn what's up with it yo?) (Look at Justin over here) (Yeah yeah, he cute as shit yo) (I got the LIU kicker here over here) (What's up mucus?) (What's up boy? Aha) (Ah, yeah you know where we at) Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Woah woah, yeah yeah Let's go I've been stuck in my ways, I got ice in my vains You know I say this shit cuz, I know what will amaze you all These cliches and all, but they what pay me so I'll do my thing I don't care if you won't praise me tho That's betrayal, might get fatal I could never sell my soul to a label Say i'm brave no, i'm just safe so I could eat out wit my boys at Shady Maple This the intro imma let y'all go and rock wit this I hit up all my females I need someone who can top a dick Say I say this too much, But you know there ain't no stoppin it I need a stress reliever 'Fore I go and get to poppin shit I'm switching up on y'all No surprise that's just the God within You think you be with us, But we all know that you not with it Keep yourself away We don't wanna hear you talk and bitch Hold up, hold up, hold up What is this? Oh yeah moonrock went in Aye, aye Yeah you itching for fame What do you claim? Is what it is Shots at your brain I seen that you been wanting it Go too far, got you looking insane What did you say? Don't speak on my name Your ego too big, and we ain't the same Yeah I guess i'm built different (built different) I can stop this music shit And you know i'm still winnin (yeah) Drop a song and it will hit They need more dollar bills printing (ooh) Need to play this somewhere lit Cuz this here made a real killing (yeah) Let's go
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