Lyrical God

Got this ice on neck it dance spent some bread on that
Everyone the best I look around where the Grammys at? (where they at)
I swear that the opps they be the fans I can handle that (Nigga)
I smoke on my opps and I'm like damn that's that fanny pack

Kay now Here we go
Said here we go
I'm lyrical
It's a miracle
How I flip that bread Rey Mysterio
Make O's when I smoke no Cheerios
Take a Cav to LA No LeBron (Hol up)
Goin off so the fuck is you on? (Huh)
And I'm up never down a neutron
I'm the King of this shit but no Kong
I be in the stu
Watching my back is the crew
Guerrilla he be in the Zoo
Swear that you dumb if you fuck with IU
Swear I'm the sickest I'm cold like achooo
Swear that my money and water is blue
Drip like the sea I'm with pearl I mean drew
The dirt you will lie I swear that is true
You do what I say don't say what I do

I am ahead of you
Sick of you birds bet Larry will better you
There is no us I'm never compatible
Eating this beat great grandmothers casserole
You haters are fans how could I be mad at you?
My goonies stay close don't want them to handle you
They come from each side my niggas are lateral
Fist to your mouth if you talking with attitude
Up like a banister
Clean I'm a janitor
Hoes I just play with them
Fakes not a fan of them
Words I'm a man of them
Grrr... Im an animal
You're like the rest you're a snake in the grass with them

Got this ice on neck it dance spent some bread on that
Everyone the best I look around where the Grammys at?
I swear that the opps they be the fans I can handle that
I smoke on my opps and I'm like damn that's that fanny pack



Credits
Writer(s): Donny Drippin
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