Opinions!
Homie you can catch these hands
Same ones that stack these bands
Old school shit like vans
We fnna kick it like cans
Your shit is basic, comic sans
Homie you done fucked up go get your mans
You claim you Riding round in Mercedes Benz
But you actin like a bitch homie is you trans?
Optimus, you ain't in your prime
Amazon, don't care bout being on time
Nobody asked how I'm doin guess I'm fine
Chcoppa eat you up like lunchtime
I don't even need a punchline
Already got a joke it's your life
One line bruh
Fuck your opinion
I do this shit again
Yellow gold
Looking
Like a minion
I'm just tryna
Make some millions
How does that medicine taste?
Is it like cinnamon?
Sometimes I feel limited
Nothing is definitive
Tryna think of synonyms
Mind your business
Fore I start to trip again
I know I act suspicious
Rapping like it's Christmas
I'm a fuckin musician
My rhymes may be vicious
And sometimes malicious
Cuz it reflects me
If it's seen
Kill the witness
It's just my reflex
Maybe I'm just
A god damn reject
I'm tryna die with no regrets
I'm just tryna see shit
You say I'll never be shit
My life's moving so fast think I'll be seasick
Talking like a g, shit
I'ma fuckin Crip
Empty out the clip
Don't think you can stop shit
Actin like you hard
But you let down your gaurd
Fake ass thug
Snortin all these fake ass drugs
Totin all them fake ass guns
That's you bruh!
Same ones that stack these bands
Old school shit like vans
We fnna kick it like cans
Your shit is basic, comic sans
Homie you done fucked up go get your mans
You claim you Riding round in Mercedes Benz
But you actin like a bitch homie is you trans?
Optimus, you ain't in your prime
Amazon, don't care bout being on time
Nobody asked how I'm doin guess I'm fine
Chcoppa eat you up like lunchtime
I don't even need a punchline
Already got a joke it's your life
One line bruh
Fuck your opinion
I do this shit again
Yellow gold
Looking
Like a minion
I'm just tryna
Make some millions
How does that medicine taste?
Is it like cinnamon?
Sometimes I feel limited
Nothing is definitive
Tryna think of synonyms
Mind your business
Fore I start to trip again
I know I act suspicious
Rapping like it's Christmas
I'm a fuckin musician
My rhymes may be vicious
And sometimes malicious
Cuz it reflects me
If it's seen
Kill the witness
It's just my reflex
Maybe I'm just
A god damn reject
I'm tryna die with no regrets
I'm just tryna see shit
You say I'll never be shit
My life's moving so fast think I'll be seasick
Talking like a g, shit
I'ma fuckin Crip
Empty out the clip
Don't think you can stop shit
Actin like you hard
But you let down your gaurd
Fake ass thug
Snortin all these fake ass drugs
Totin all them fake ass guns
That's you bruh!
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Writer(s): Shayne Neumann
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