Down Bad

I can't waste time
Bitch it's game time
Lost some weight but the 40 still live on my waistline
From the nosebleeds to the baseline
From a str8 5 to a dime or at least a str8 9
9 times outta 10 I can prolly Finesse yo girlfriend
Like Girl you single til you get a husband haha

Who the fuck is Modist where that nigga from
I heard his catalog and boy be going dumb
Most Versatile of his city shit I can dig it
That nigga witty, it's litty
Hit after hit like a Tyson fight
Straight at yo ear like a Tyson bite
I just know i just might
Hit lick after lick like a tootsie pop
Pray that a rookie cop end up the one on my case
Man why I ain't blew yet, Why I ain't blew
I ain't hating on you gimmicks ima let all of you finish but can I take a minute to say the truth
Ummmmmmmm
Man why I ain't blew yet
it's a shame
Who got the key to the game
They left a sign on the gate
What the fuck do that shit say
MODIST

I'm the MOST versatile of my city
But stillll so underrated in my city
I ain't trippin doe cuz my city cold
Like it ain't got no heart behind the tittie
I been dropping platinum material just ain't got the plaques from them
But ima keep talking my shit til I'm coughing up platinum
I can't take a break less you racking em
Bars jumping over heads so i try
Keep it short like an Acronym
I leave a mark with my lines on my flo like I'm vacuuming
Man why the hell ain't no one backin him
I sent yo bitch on a trip to my dick
And it turns out she don't want come back from it
Should I stop the track or should I rap again?
This was just supposed to be a verse but Riz called and told me "keep snapping nigga"
So busy making hits i slipped up forgot i was a rapper nigga
Cold blooded like an amphibian
Up the .40 make em dance in here
Going up no landing gear
Any fresh prince fans in here
Switch the flow, Ant Vivian

Damn Modist
Modist be fuckin shit up



Credits
Writer(s): Andre Pickens Jr
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