Pierre Monet
Is it me
I did it free
Woo
Aced all my classes I'm finally out
I been just rapping I'm running my mouth
Yeah bitch been backing ain't chasing no clout
Just want the acceptance been running the route
The legends created and I've been just learning
She like how I slurring but her feelins hurting
Before all this shit man they was the one's curving
But lately been doing less serving, let's get me a Burkin'
I don't want no jewellery or no models twerking
I just want a Lambo' and friends that be Perc'ing
But in the end that shit be out killing the action
Shoutout J Shaw he played against Isiah Jackson
Bam Bam take you down for the crashing
Bot Binz yeah he slide on yo bitch like he thrashing
(Ha Ha)
We going up
GVSU man shit ain't enough
Not a Frat rapper I been in the tough
Mike Stud he been bussing to bluff
That's some shots but we ain't airing it up
They say they wanna run up a stack
"Once it all come I'm a blow it on black"
Bitch you a fool and yo chain looking wack
With my mind I could show you a rack
Except for its metal and the sound it make clack (gold)
Invest in them stocks while I'm smoking on dank
And rent out apartments to blow up the bank
Then all of my garments gone show up as blank
Hitting the stank
Hitting the dank
Gimme some rank
Intermission I been hitting melodics different
In the bussiness you been just intermittent
I kill yo bitch with the dick but I'm never hitting
But she never spitting (woah)
There's no room for me to be mad at the god-giving
Speaking of god-giving they don't like I'm sinning inside of my skin
I've been running in baby blue skins
But know of culture that runs in the spins
I know you won't like me but here's where that ends
I'm quoting offset with the shit I should win
Ain't a clout chaser or white rapper
I'm a blind chapper no capper fine dapper hell adapter
With them baby blue skins
Aced all my classes I'm finally out
I been just rapping I'm running my mouth
But bitch been backing ain't chasing no clout
Just want the acceptance been running the route
I can relate to the drugs while I'm getting them A's
And look up all proper while chips Frito-Lay's
Yeah She a all natural so I call her a Jean Baptiste Pierre Antoine de Monet's (Bitch)
Want all of my blessings to come in through pays
I want to make momma fly around in the planes
And paint all my enemies in colored glass panes (Fashion)
Shoutout J Shaw he played against Isiah Jackson
Bam Bam take you down for the crashing
Bot Binz yeah he slide on yo bitch like he thrashing
Woo
I did it free
Woo
Aced all my classes I'm finally out
I been just rapping I'm running my mouth
Yeah bitch been backing ain't chasing no clout
Just want the acceptance been running the route
The legends created and I've been just learning
She like how I slurring but her feelins hurting
Before all this shit man they was the one's curving
But lately been doing less serving, let's get me a Burkin'
I don't want no jewellery or no models twerking
I just want a Lambo' and friends that be Perc'ing
But in the end that shit be out killing the action
Shoutout J Shaw he played against Isiah Jackson
Bam Bam take you down for the crashing
Bot Binz yeah he slide on yo bitch like he thrashing
(Ha Ha)
We going up
GVSU man shit ain't enough
Not a Frat rapper I been in the tough
Mike Stud he been bussing to bluff
That's some shots but we ain't airing it up
They say they wanna run up a stack
"Once it all come I'm a blow it on black"
Bitch you a fool and yo chain looking wack
With my mind I could show you a rack
Except for its metal and the sound it make clack (gold)
Invest in them stocks while I'm smoking on dank
And rent out apartments to blow up the bank
Then all of my garments gone show up as blank
Hitting the stank
Hitting the dank
Gimme some rank
Intermission I been hitting melodics different
In the bussiness you been just intermittent
I kill yo bitch with the dick but I'm never hitting
But she never spitting (woah)
There's no room for me to be mad at the god-giving
Speaking of god-giving they don't like I'm sinning inside of my skin
I've been running in baby blue skins
But know of culture that runs in the spins
I know you won't like me but here's where that ends
I'm quoting offset with the shit I should win
Ain't a clout chaser or white rapper
I'm a blind chapper no capper fine dapper hell adapter
With them baby blue skins
Aced all my classes I'm finally out
I been just rapping I'm running my mouth
But bitch been backing ain't chasing no clout
Just want the acceptance been running the route
I can relate to the drugs while I'm getting them A's
And look up all proper while chips Frito-Lay's
Yeah She a all natural so I call her a Jean Baptiste Pierre Antoine de Monet's (Bitch)
Want all of my blessings to come in through pays
I want to make momma fly around in the planes
And paint all my enemies in colored glass panes (Fashion)
Shoutout J Shaw he played against Isiah Jackson
Bam Bam take you down for the crashing
Bot Binz yeah he slide on yo bitch like he thrashing
Woo
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Writer(s): Maximus Deboard
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