B.D.E.

All of you niggas is tirin'
Yo music is not that inspirin'
A couple of whack niggas, with the same flows, i'm the one you admirin'
He ain't even go that hard and he ain't really bump that shit
When ya dick this big, and ya music that good, it's lookin' like you niggas throwin' fits
Rollin' wit my vatos, we got hoes, and we comin deeper than a fuckin' pothole
Silly bastard, I wear my hat backwards, damn I guess I mastered the flow
You gone end up passing in caskets a lil' faster, talkin' out ya asshole
Nickname for ya old girl Coltrane, cause all she wanna do is fuckin' blow
Gahdamn
I beat all the odds
I am a god
OH MY GOD!
That's my shit
Why you on a young nigga dick
Bitch I just wanna make hits
See fuck it
You wakin' up a giant out his sleep nigga
That's the homie Cole tweakin' onna beat nigga
I did it before, i'll do it again don't fuck around and get ya ass beat young nigga
I spit it and turn it
I rap it and burn it
The flow is mighty cold but vinny still hotta than a furnace
No herpes but you know a nigga still burnin'
Gahdamn
Gahdamn
Gahdamn
I killed this motherfuckin' beat
She vegan but still want my meat
Furthest thing from a defeat
Vinny don't got any flaws
All he wanna do is ball
From the windows to the walls
I got it all
Up until till the day that I fall
I am the greatest, Muhammad Ali
I bust then I dip, paternity leave
Look and believe
Don't be naive
The head was so good it's psychology
They say that i rap like gambino
They watchin' the kid like a vevo
You tryna check me, you check ya girl she tryna get all in my chinos
Aye



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Writer(s): Vinson Alexander
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