Brag About Me

Here I go
Back at it again
Back to the lab with a pad and a pen
Make you wince at the beat like it's lemon and gin
And when she horny she go
Hit it up with ash back to reminiscing
He's a feminist kid
Who likes his genitals cleaned up
And shiny like he Barbie and Ken
Armed to the teeth for the Armageddon
Before the army get in
I'll still be rocking the tims
My pal so Boston just like Casey and Ben
My pal Mohammad look like Khaled if he drove in a benz
Without the scar I'm a ten
Most likely without your lens
מחליף שפות כמו סוכן
עם כל דבר מגוון
הפתעה כמו מחבל עם גרזן
I got Oof smiling at me 'cause he knew that was sick
So many takes 'till the words don't really make any sense
Got my people in the back
Screaming Amen
As if the sunset commence
I'm sick and tired of trying to fit the rhymes for the hollow shit in my life
like a puzzle that I despise
From now on I'm a villain
See the madness in my eyes
This alter ego creepin'
So better go and hide

When I'm spittin' they go clap clap clap
Everytime they hear a beat tell me rap rap rap
They comin' up to greet with a dap dap dap
It's a hundred degrees when you fuckin' with this heat
So

When I'm spittin' they go clap clap clap
Everytime they hear a beat tell me rap rap rap
They comin' up to greet with a dap dap dap
It's a hundred degrees when you fuckin' with this heat
So

Shh
You gotta keep it on the low
Cookin' up conspiracies inside my UFO
Used to writing bars 'bout how bitch is beautiful
Corny ass shit now I'm unpredictable
Not your typical
Typa rapper with a chain and a whip and a gun and a bitch
Tryna gain my respect with the words that I spit
At you motherfuckers damn repetitive shit
Subpar verses
Overrated hits
Hit in you in reverse 'cause I haven't passed the test
Hit me with the purse 'cause I tried more than a text
I'm learning for a license but I'm driving like a mess
Truth is
I get all anxious and nervous when I am crankin' and swervin'
While the driver teacher the pervent tellin' me he chattin' with nurses
The surprise is a weapon
Catch you off guard for a second
Alive for a glimpse got a blessing
'Cause I don't wanna be the rapper known for never comin' gold
Forgotten 'cause he always coming second
Can't calm down from the stressin'
Scream in Chinese like a fighter in Tekken
Bow to the king when the crown is contested
Yo' flow so cold that the bars all froze but I got no ice and I got no hoes
So clap clap clap
Take a look at my craft
Only fucking thing I'm flexing

When I'm spittin' they go clap clap clap
Everytime they hear a beat tell me rap rap rap
They comin' up to greet with a dap dap dap
It's a hundred degrees when you fuckin' with this heat
So

When I'm spittin' they go clap clap clap
Everytime they hear a beat tell me rap rap rap
They comin' up to greet with a dap dap dap
It's a hundred degrees when you fuckin' with this heat
So



Credits
Writer(s): Yuval Ginossar
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