Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Griffin Strier
Songwriter
Lyrics
I been livin', livin' free
You been fibbin' like a rat
I make a livin' flippin' beats
I like my bitches, fit, petite
I got a trip to Italy
You can sail around the world
You'll never find a G like me
I've been lookin' at that bitch's titties
They be jigg-l-y
I can rap, produce, and sing
That's the Holy Trinity
Because God, he speaks through me
Ima trip in Tripoli
'Til I sail to Sicily
Your bars are facsimiles
Ain't no cappin' in me
Ima rap and defeat
I'm attacking this beat
Til I slap raggedy
Who are laughin' at me
I be packin' the heat
I'm the rappin' elite
I'm a velociraptor I am after the meat
Ima tap and release
Ima go to her neighbors
Then I tap, then I leave
I'm a bachelor, see
I'm the master, the bastard
That crushed on this beat
Oh, you're faster, I'm plastered
Oh fuck I can't see
I'm a marauder disease
Spitting melodically
I know I brought her, its not her
She's just hotter than me
Yea, I dropped her, so peace
I spit like a fluid
Its like water to me
I got proper technique
Ima slaughter this hoe
Like I slaughtered this beat
Ima slaughter this hoe
Cuz she's botherin' me
Ima water the weed
I just might take a second
To stop, to just breathe
I've been sipping to unwind
I've been livin' but this shit is always grippin' on my mind
I've been trippin' all the time
I've been livin' penny to penny
Been livin' dime to dime
Now just stay behind the line
Stay right there and I'll be fine
I just need a little time
I just need a little time
I just need a little time
I just built a different life
Representing pinnacles
Of pictures in my mind
Biblical, it's cynical
The way that I unwind
Mythical and critical
I am nothing typical
I am nothing whimsical
Sinners, where do sinners go?
Please just pull the trigger slow
Please just pull the trigger slow
How can I get sicker though?
How you spending all of your day on Twitter bro
You need to get a life, or you need to get a thicker hoe
Written by: Griffin Strier