You Sus (feat. Jonny Empire)

D. Lector blessed this beat I'ma bring the heat Two peas in a pie, like we're fucking Siamese I'ma be discreet, nah fuck that I retreat You're a crybaby, cabbage patch, you won't admit defeat Ay, let's go crazy, ay, get drunk and salivate Penetrate that Lady Bligh, black out and hibernate I told you I'm a wordsmith, hop in the booth and burn shit Fuck with me do I permit? More likely to get hit by bird shit Eenie meenie miney moe, aye dios mio You're John Doe, it's Turbo Time, I'm Arnold though Hold up, let me strike a pose I'm on brand like David Rose, but not pretentious with the flow Up Schitts Creek no paddle, you need help? Da da doe Like Gibson so lethal, devil in the cathedral You feeble, half-hearted, I'm Picasso with an easel I am so committed, just having fun with this shit Punchlines coming at you like Danzig and I'm the Misfit Ay, ay, ain't no way You can fuck with me, you sus bitch, I slay Ay, ay, ain't no way You can fuck with me, hold up, let me replay Ay, ay, ain't no way You can fuck with me, you sus bitch, I pray Ay, ay, ain't no way You can fuck with me, hold up, here's a bouquet The type of people you idolize have poor judgment Lack luster and they lack funding Type of cats never bringing gas to the function One take, never punch in, never sipping, tussing X, my mind shines heavily vexed Reminisce on the prospects I don't care when releasing all these projects Deep dive through my mind so I drop less It's so confusing People say I'm nice in the mic, but need a movement Other people say that I'm hype, they need a blueprint Metaphor's clear as day, it's translucent Say far on top of the roof, don't die stupid Life's a balance, but you fell off with it Gucci on the linen, yo, motherfucker critic Low block, make a pivot, shape shifted Hop up on the diddick for some heavy lifting Ay ay, ain't no way you can fuck with me You sus, bitch, I slay Ay ay, ain't no way you can fuck with me Hold up, let me replay Ay ay, ain't no way you can fuck with me You sus, bitch, I'm pray Ay ay, ain't no way you can fuck with me Hold up, here's a bouquet Here's a bouquet, bitch