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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LTtheMonk
LTtheMonk
Rap
Santiago Rozo-Paz
Santiago Rozo-Paz
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LTtheMonk
LTtheMonk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DeltoidtheNEW
DeltoidtheNEW
Producer
Lucas Hibbs
Lucas Hibbs
Recording Engineer
Nicholas Giansante
Nicholas Giansante
Recording Engineer
Sir KR Moore
Sir KR Moore
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yo Deltoid Gimme that trap shit Flip a pack shit Businessman till I'm ghost Yeah Give you that Subprime Loan Know you can't pay that back Did that shit on consignment LT that Lehman bank Bring about a Great Recession Big drought Can't sell that pack Bring about a Great Depression Speak easy Sell that crack Got NFL birds Pit the Falcons vs the Eagles Got 32 plugs And we all looking regal Might start a commission They saying you good L Start with a Kaepernickel Putting niggas through hell Move up to a dime For this anthem They'll still kneel Then take it to a pound I'm Carnegie in the steel mill Then shoot em by the round My competition fed a steel meal Shit then I'm getting out Like Lakeith and Lil Rel Yeah only way I'm losing weight Is if I'm deep in method acting And the role demands I play the part Of anorexic or a crack addict Otherwise I'm stacking bricks Like I seen the graph and the mathematics Show the architecture must scrape the sky It's showtime for this trap magic My niggas at seminars And any industry conference At any bar with the confidence Be a Genius and turn dirty Mack's incompetence Into pimp shit Burners out of them iPhones By the time she finished apps My main bitch got 5 on Ain't stay for no main course But rings She leaving with 5 on They try to wife her But the only life She be loyal to is this fly Don yeah Kubrick Woah 2 bricks to go Like clockwork My orange growers be moving the groves Undercover Make OJ white Know that I kill it Whichever way OJ slice I take Florida fruit And flood Miami Beach Know that I got the juice Tropicana in the streets Nah See I ain't even a drug dealer Shoulda ghost wrote this shit And sent it out to another nigga Damn Subprime Loan Know you can't pay that back Did that shit on consignment LT that Lehman bank Bring about a Great Recession Big drought Can't sell that pack Bring about a Great Depression Speak easy Sell that crack This ad was paid for By some real fucking players Any dealers, thugs, killers If you wanna rap Drop some bars Make an album But you don't know How to string these words Come to the Monastery LTtheMonk will be your ghost writer Yeah yeah
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