Lyrics:
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Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon'
that's heaven-sent won't settle when I'm better than
Your biases of who's equipped to get lit
I'll fire wit missiles till retirement produced by my
activate a musical device
Dialogues are concise, no need to splice
My system contains musical rap rain
Instrumentals inserted inside your brain
All
Power!
Mower
Power!
5 dollar bitchcore
Fuck you
Let's get dirty!
I leave my money in the club
Let's groove bitch
Oh let's get dirty tonight
How they say I'll never make it i ain't even done
Don't need your 2 cents need blue faces by the ton
Tsai shen I'm his Son
Asian god with the funds
come and get it, kid
I’ll deaden your rep and jettison whatever resembles it
I’ll piss upon your silly-hoe style, so wild when I’m riled up
Put it
Humpty Dumpty
And I made 5 cents of it and nobody love me
Ear catching production with no word I don't want no fucking lunatics to ask for instrumentals
I can't simp for her
I tried to win with her
I get on instrumentals and I don't lose
I'm like Tyson
When I write songs
Yo fantom give me the next beat
takes two to make it outta sight
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
Girl, close your eyes
Let that rhythm get
to the pedal
Feeding me instrumentals a death wish
You try to get on my level
Then you better bring a medic
Sleeping on me like I was
The person you went to bed
all switch, no Heil Hitler
The island get ya, no Gilligan's like "Aye, Skipper"
Make sure your men know I'm the wave like rye ginger
Don't be a boat
whip to set trip, regulate your block
Turn the 6-4's to low-low's, bangin' for the West Coast
What's next? Breakin fools necks like bad checks
Outrageous
your way pa
If he front then we stomp 'em out
Get 'em out your way pa
Get 'em out your way pa
Move, move, move
I'm seduced by the chrome, it's
Block so check it
The type of thing where if you make the wrong move you get wet kid
with the technology, brought by the duo
Plus one makes a trio, that's
I downed 6 bottles of your dad's white wine
Steal his keys, go for a joyride
And crash on the side of the local five guys
Still feel fine, get out
a whole new groove (Kuzco)
I don't got no time to lose
Need for speed, I'm on the pursuit
Lethal League, I'm coming for you
5, 4, 3, it's 222
If I see my
tryna get my meat sucked
But ima dog baby I just want my balls licked
And If them niggas violate I give em all clips
I get em all hit either me or 5 zip
Ooh ooh ooh
V.O.M
And no I don't play
I'm a get it all day
Bad energy fade
Let me put you on space
On a beach house wave
By Balito round
life
Step to the line think twice
Give 5 cents run off like mice
Talk about what they'd do if the time was due
If they walked in my shoes
The plays
the work, like it was a 9 to 5 daily
Just to get 5 cents from Spotify payin' me
not.
I bought 'em for 99 cents apiece
You, You did?
I know where you can get 'em.
Here we go
For 99 cents
We're on
You got a better deal than I
be snappin' every time I'm in the booth, jit
I don't carry cash with me, I don't want your two cents
Florida boy, but I'm back up on my bullshit
They
It's either you play ball or you drug dealy dealy
Standin' on the block when the spot get hot
Guaranteed to get set up, by a crooked cop
So I'm
to make our profits bro
roll through the town talking shit get your wig split
especially when fucking with another niggas divendends
I mean
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