This Ain't Music

I got a new whip
I got a new crib
I got a new bitch
I'm like who this
Fuck y'all haters
Keep snoozing
Here let me chuck up the deuces
Boy you should just kill yourself
Let me show you where the noose is
Don't confuse it My son is Lucius
My records ruthless my flow on dofuss
Can't even talk can't even do it
Sound like Stewie saying cool whip
This ain't music

No this ain't music
No this ain't music no
No this ain't music
We enter the room
Hear the click clack boom
And down goes the groom
The bride grabs his shoes
Screaming what the hell did you do?
What did you do?

I just do what I got to do
I ain't gon talk when I'm on the move
They ain't gon talk when I grab that broom
N I only do what I gotta do
Give a fuck bout the past
I'm focused on grinding these diamonds to cash
I'm Speeding and swerving I'm certain I'll crash
Only open your mouth if you pour out the facts
Toker who laugh like the joker I'm insane
If I was caught for all of my faults I'd be in change
Actually my personalities tragically got me feeling like I'm Bruce wayne
Bitch I'm batman in this hoe
Bitch I'm batman in this hoe
Bitch I'm batman in this hoe
Bitch I'm batman in this hoe

I call up Zelly tell em meet me at the telly
Only thing Lenny on these hoes is their belly
I'm sipping Henny till the bottle looking empty
Shotgun in a Chevy with a Mac-11 you about to die like Kenny

I'll admit this ain't my normal style
Lost six thou when I quit SoundCloud
I'm just tryna revive my vitals
Currently my wave is making tidals
Going back to calling my views go dial
Not MGK but the boy to wild
Super hot flow while yours is mild
Why you playing with me do I look like Kyle?

Hold up wait this ain't music woah
No this ain't music
I'm going to stupid



Credits
Writer(s): Tragic
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