Vertical (feat. T1T4N)
Yung Mallet
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(Yung Mallet drop that shit) On my vertical like I'm a rocket On my vertical chill in my cockpit Grab a mic and you know Imma rock it Grab a mic I'm controlling a mosh pit On vertical like I'm a rocket On my vertical chill in my cock pit I been flying up just like my profits And if you hating, that's pointless, stop it Open a moshpit, ring around the rosie Lyrically toxic, spitting my poesy Sedate a beat like a glass full of rufies Stack my pockets with cheddar and blue cheese Y'all hear this shit, you gettin turnt Homies want features i stay on alert Just like rocket i been on my vert Taking off, leaving my foes in the dirt And my girl look like Ramona Flowers with a little bit of Zero Suit Samus Can't pass that action, I been cashing up a check and then recording, that's my habit Y'all got the memo I be fly as hell and breath is smelling fresher than a mento Been on my grind from the beginning of time Tapped that chick from behind, felt my dick in her spine like (Huh, wait, what) Mad people pining like they can't get enough (Huh, wait, what) Let me rewind it, same ones never gave a f*ck (Huh, wait, what) Yeah I'm reminded, everybody said i sucked Now all they do is gas me up They act like they in love and When I used to hit mics I was choking Now I more than carry the weight Lyrically man I'm just broken Better nerf me the next update Upstage, upscale, opps cannot compete Y'all stale as hell, just obsolete You other clowns aint sheik But i'm the whole package I'm more than complete On my vertical like I'm a rocket On my vertical chill in my cockpit Grab a mic and you know Imma rock it Grab a mic I'm controlling a mosh pit On vertical like I'm a rocket On my vertical chill in my cock pit I been flying up just like my profits And if you hating, that's pointless, stop it If you hating, that's pointless, stop it Treat my fist like a glock and I cock it Cock back shawty wanna talk back Baby treat me like a key, she a locket I pull up the coupe and it's topless I'm getting too lost in her sockets Dani wanna call me in the middle of the night But she put up a fight when I'm talking Shawty gonna spaz on the keys of the keyboard Baby gonna hit me up again so she can see more But you gonna see me free, in an SRT But I'm s-a-d like I'm eeyore She call me up for hammer time a homie wanna be Thor Tell me that I'm too lit but a homie be more Tell me that I'm wavy like a homie on the seaboard Callie seeing through me like a screen-screen-screen door I hop off the jet and I step off plane and I'm back down in Dallas She say I'm a wonder so after I land I'll treat her like she Alice I call her my princess but she is a queen Imma buy her a palace 'Tween all of the money and honeys I will never fall I got balance The way that I hit it push me to the limit I just need a minute Yeah all of you women be wicked the way that you did it Let go of the image Yeah none of you different Yeah none of you listen I'm making a pivot I change the direction I need to go finish Popeye with the spinach I ride for the sinners I'm killing my records the way that I spin em Catching flames like I'm Notre Dame Change a cadence but stay the same I never smoke 'cause the high don't excite me Never third wheeling 'cause both my girls like me Can hop any hurdle when I'm on a track I bloom like I'm myrtle and pick up the slack I'm out of this world like I'm chilling in space But I'm winning the race 'cause you running in place No cap like the graduate class of 2020 Ah snap, I'm finna get me a plaque I'm finna get me some fetty He snap, but he stab in the back of a chevy Snap back, yea hood over hat But he come with the hook lil mallet too ready, yea On my vertical like I'm a rocket On my vertical chill in my cockpit Grab a mic and you know Imma rock it Grab a mic I'm controlling a mosh pit On vertical like I'm a rocket On my vertical chill in my cock pit I been flying up just like my profits And if you hating, that's pointless, stop it On my vertical like I'm a rocket On my vertical chill in my cockpit Grab a mic and you know Imma rock it Grab a mic I'm controlling a mosh pit On vertical like I'm a rocket On my vertical chill in my cock pit I been flying up just like my profits And if you hating, that's pointless, stop it (Huh, wait, what) On my vertical like I'm a rocket, like I'm a rocket (Huh, wait, what) On my vertical like I'm a rocket, like I'm a rocket (Huh, wait, what) On my vertical like I'm a rocket, like I'm a rocket On my vertical, on my vertical, on my vertical, yea yea Mallet
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Written by: Jordan Naicker, Pierce Sparnroft
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