Lyrics:
the slapstick
Throwing tantrums, like Fitz
Now they Brady backtracking
This backpacking wolf pack the shit, can't match this faction
Matchstick pen, Mach V flow,
Fact:El-elevant,elegant and eloquent no shit
I boots hits,throw tantrums like Ella Fitz
Nah,the member X but you'll remember X indeedy
Now remember don't contest
a freak
Don't play by yourself you should make up a clique
While playing that shit your ass better don't tweak
If you don't watch out you end up in a creek
One thousand different houses and Munchausen
I'ma make you wanna punch out some f- one
"Ouch, what the f- you hit me for?"
Screamed life as I
One thousand different houses and Munchausen
I'ma make you wanna punch out some fuckin' one
"Ouch, what the fuck you hit me for?"
Screamed life
down from the air
Call my momma quick
Cover the uber fare
Cause I'm headin' over to Fitz's crib
Boutta make some bangers
For the loser kids
That last
[Storyteller]
Time was running out. The Dream League Force Troops, led by their powerful commander, have already entered the twin spirit land and, in
Out of my league, she's been outta my league
Out of my league, she's been outta my league
Out of my league, she's been outta my league
Out of my
the lights off,
Fly by on the cloud, knock his dome off,
cye im Iced Up, on the field, my name is Fitz Roy
You forever bottom, bitch, you'se a bitchboy
I dont
League
Trying to reach me but you out of my league
He gon wife me in the league
Cuz I'm a babe in the Ivy League
Babe in the Ivy League
Cuz im a Babe
The Tru Robocop comin' through
Scientific Shabazz, my motherfuckin' man Wise the Civilized
The Shaolin Soldiers, Daddy-O and Popa Ron
Comin' down from
wit my style, is sort of like a Miracle
On 34th Street, in the Square of Herald
I gamed Ella, the bitch caught a Fitz like Gerald-
Ine Ferraro,
make my hands numb writing this
I think imma go dumb writing hits
When I see you in the halls, faceless like Fitz, uh
Pull the clip, gon' make you Twitch
I'm making gold and platinum tracks
I'm in my bag all alone in my habitat
I'm in a class by myself
A league of my own
I'm in a class by myself
A league
are
I'm feeling
I'm feeling (Twisting my soul around)
Fuel me, revive me
(Burning)
And I'm an arrow in the sky
I'm a tantrum, I'm a tantrum passing
Dispense with the formalities and schemes
You may be contemplating
Foes are turning furry in
A hurry when transmogulating
By the pricking of my thumbs
No comparisons one of one, my own league
See my heritage keep me running at Godspeed
I got Helios Heeleys on my feet
Skid markings when singeing
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league
NBA, never broke again, never
Making money cuffin the green I’m on some racist shit
How gone you tag me on some shit but average 3 a game
I be snapping like my name mike but hate
suckin' dick, she had a fit, she had a tantrum
I don't rock with fifties in my shit, I had a band drum
Me and Mel about to hit this party up on M-Block
Need
suckin' dick, she had a fit, she had a tantrum
I don't rock with fifties in my shit, I had a band drum
Me and Mel about to hit this party up on M-Block
Need
If my ppl don't got man Thts sum shii tht I can fix
If Yuuan tryna get it Gtf up out my mix
Cuh man I gotta go get mine gotta go grind gotta get rich
create with gold trimmings on the mantles
Having my fly ass damsel pops handles financials
Never been fan of the handle yet still blacking out like I
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm
Ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad bitch in my team
I should join the league
NBA, never broke again
Never going
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