Lyrics:
Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like
rocky
Ben and Jerry's for them apologies
Jigga called up my phone
Just to tell me that He proud of me
I ain't even make it yet
But feel like I'm a prodigy
got my head aching
Special trying to make it
But I ain’t trying to steal that
No offense like the Sanchez at quarterback
I only somewhat hear
Be like that, it just be like that
Baby tell me why it's gotta be like that
Be like that, it just be like that
Baby tell me why it's gotta be like
tell you what we do
Just come along and tell everybody no matter who (who)
Spread the word (word), by the chitter chat (chat)
And go like this (this),
tell you what we do
Just come along and tell everybody no matter who (who)
Spread the word (word), by the chitter chat (chat)
And go like this (this),
Tell em how it is, don't let em tell you who you is
Tell em how it is, don't let em tell you who you is
Tell em how it is, don't let em tell you who
to call
It ‘Theraflu’ i’m calling
The song this…" And then people are
Like, "oh, he changed the song to this"
And then that’s
What it is, because when I did
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
on you (say what?)
Now I can't wait to get you home
Get you all alone in my bedroom
Baby can we bone, and get it on?
Tell me, lady, how you like me
"Sometimes men take matters into
Their own hands" public Enemy
Soul check, part one! One, two (What?)
One, two, three, and
Say it like it really is
that you're fake
You keep asking, I just tell you
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I pull up
On yo' man anyway
I will fight when I pull up
Making hit's like it's nothing
They say I'm a cheater
That bitch in my phone
Know I had to delete her
This shit is not a game, this shit not Roblox
Mask
lames
We came to eat off of your plate
You should hang it up - Bourdain
You know I Kill Audio, Claudio Sanchez
I'll spin the damn block and leave a lot
it right now, gotta do it right now
When I spit it, no, you know I'm never lost
Hold up, tell me big, how much is a pie cost?
Let me get it, let me
So I could tell you about it
I knew it when I stole her book from a box full
That was taken away
By our new landlord
I stayed up all night reading
There's something different 'bout it
Can't put my finger on it
Just know I wouldn't doubt it
When I see your top 10
You can find me like I'm Kyrie out in
down?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Now it ain't hard to tell
By the way you"ve been lookin at her face
and your downs, your highs and your lows
Won't you tell me last time that love bought you clothes?
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Bills fly
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
through it, right
And, I'll never forget it I had like eight rhyme books--he'll tell you, he'll tell you man
I just, I went through them motherfuckers I
your head's spinning, it's in space
'Cause I went from daily train Liverpool Lime Street
Now they've got Junior on repeat
My goals pre-planned like set
it up to them
You tell me who gone do it
So walk me through this journey
Keep my heart intact
You pulled me out the grave
Ain't no going back
They
holding my clientel
Damn do it hit the spot
As pretty as you is no more blessins for your trot
But I might for the sake of my swipe
Hit it like it's
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