Lameguage
SuperVillain in the building, Jet-Set
I'm fresh up in da spot and u already know I came in here
SuperVillain Nigga yes I brought my entire gang in here
We smokin on dem goodies and we poppin dat champagne in here
These lame ass niggas somewhere probably makin it rain in here
On tha real let's get it clear I'm the coldest thing this year
Niggas hate and I'm aware fuck'em I don't really care
I'm too high up in the air I cannot hear u way down there
I'm a do my thang anyway slash anywhere
Lame ho's speaking lameguage man dats everywhere
See a nigga like me in the street they just stop and stare, hold it there
Some of these niggas up to me they can't compare
I keep it so real I'm rare ask DeeLow and Jean Lephare
I'm a monstah on these beats, u can see these rappers scared
Lyrically they unprepared that's from my mouth
Straight to yo ear
I take off just like a leer I'm ready for my world premiere
Niggas start, I disappear, then fresh up out tha villain there
U can tell from my slang now we ain't on this same shit
Trademark keep it real I hear no, see no, speak no lameguage
I'm coolin, I'm chillin, I'm livin like a villain,
I'm just posted
I'm roasted up, plottin on a million
Niggas wanna know the deal with me
Tryin to find out how real I be
Listen to the words I speak and peep my authenticity
I'm history in the making ain't no fakin I'm about my paper
Player haters catch the vapors from the gods and the papers
So much smoke need oxygen bring the resparators
We smokin on that kush we keep that green in different flavors
If u ain't neva smoked no weed that's irrevocably you is a lamer
Stay away give me fifty feet man that lameguage shit contagious
They tryin to infiltrate us but these impersonators
So I keep one eye open like the logo for the Raiders
If u a perpetrator don't come around homie I'm just sayin
This spot's reserved for real niggas u see us here parlayin
Surrounded by these bitches they just fulfillin they cravings
Drinkin up the clicquot tryin to find a way in
They fuckin with tha Planes cause they know
We ain't on no lame shit
I don't know how y'all playin
But Trade don't speak that language
I'm fresh up in da spot and u already know I came in here
SuperVillain Nigga yes I brought my entire gang in here
We smokin on dem goodies and we poppin dat champagne in here
These lame ass niggas somewhere probably makin it rain in here
On tha real let's get it clear I'm the coldest thing this year
Niggas hate and I'm aware fuck'em I don't really care
I'm too high up in the air I cannot hear u way down there
I'm a do my thang anyway slash anywhere
Lame ho's speaking lameguage man dats everywhere
See a nigga like me in the street they just stop and stare, hold it there
Some of these niggas up to me they can't compare
I keep it so real I'm rare ask DeeLow and Jean Lephare
I'm a monstah on these beats, u can see these rappers scared
Lyrically they unprepared that's from my mouth
Straight to yo ear
I take off just like a leer I'm ready for my world premiere
Niggas start, I disappear, then fresh up out tha villain there
U can tell from my slang now we ain't on this same shit
Trademark keep it real I hear no, see no, speak no lameguage
I'm coolin, I'm chillin, I'm livin like a villain,
I'm just posted
I'm roasted up, plottin on a million
Niggas wanna know the deal with me
Tryin to find out how real I be
Listen to the words I speak and peep my authenticity
I'm history in the making ain't no fakin I'm about my paper
Player haters catch the vapors from the gods and the papers
So much smoke need oxygen bring the resparators
We smokin on that kush we keep that green in different flavors
If u ain't neva smoked no weed that's irrevocably you is a lamer
Stay away give me fifty feet man that lameguage shit contagious
They tryin to infiltrate us but these impersonators
So I keep one eye open like the logo for the Raiders
If u a perpetrator don't come around homie I'm just sayin
This spot's reserved for real niggas u see us here parlayin
Surrounded by these bitches they just fulfillin they cravings
Drinkin up the clicquot tryin to find a way in
They fuckin with tha Planes cause they know
We ain't on no lame shit
I don't know how y'all playin
But Trade don't speak that language
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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Alex M. Washington
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