Team U.S.A.
It's Smifhouse Records nigga
This that Platforms X Trophies you heard
Uh
Im gettin wavy
I'm talking blue ski doos
Jigga jay z
They said I was lazy but they can't play me
I'm guessing you can say he Mcgrady
They try to cross me that's when they get stripped
I get the assist or step back then it's a swish
If I gotta step in the party
I'm fresh as a Ferrari
Respect from everybody
Especially ya bitch
Uh
Whether the love or the fear
There's a lotta fake hugging in here
I resent that
And I said that I'd be buggin this year
When I put that lil bug in ya ear
Bitch I meant that
Take mine I can't accept that
What I keep low go to ya chest
The heat press that
Presto
Sauce slamming like Rex hat
Cause I said so stone cold with the leg strap
She such a fucking hoe with her leg tat
But I love it like YE track
Uh
I'm from the realest state
Bout to buy a new home
Can't be arguing with these niggas is in the group home
She know I got two phones
But we 69 standing up
I put that pussy in the tombstone
She been with me since rock bottom
And she knows, Smif don't ever switch cuz god got him
Where I live so Skitzo
But the beef real
It ain't all in my head when I say "I got problems"
Even tho I'm not gothic
I'm a Hot Topic
Which makes me a Target
Maybe I should stoppin'
I heard they want to tangle with the sultan
If they didn't to be honest man I would be insulted
I would wonder shit is these fucking people losing focus
Black talons to your dummy dummy shit can get tumultuous
Dealing with a Loco
No, a locomotive
Who's trained
To administer pain with zero motive
You a 747 Boeing
Crashing in an ocean
Trying to make a splash but killing everybody in the process
I really load this it seldomly excites me
When a Viking ass buster tries to steal the stun of lightning
And I ain't fighting man
I'm just simply trying to write
what other think & even ink but never did recite it
I'm your voice
Your weapon of choice
Coasting in a moist
Colored panorama candy apple à la mode
Wooo!!!
The cream of the crop cream rise over the whole
Rotten apple and I'm boxing Dennis Rodman at the core
I'll throw a fucking apple at your Porsche
Launch a missile at your porch
Torch you solely for the sport
Like I'm setting off Olympics except your country didn't go
Cuz a missile struck your embassy
Guess who sent the drone motherfucker
D.Days Al Capone
Taking credit for your massacre
Bet I get a loan (lend me your ears)
Man y'all best leave us alone
'Fore we end up in your home
Smack you up like home alone
With some pennies in my hand my mans'll smack yeah mens & them
what's the pennies for?
That's to smack some sense in them
Tell you Blak I still got that sauce
Call the laundry attendant tell him I'm not washed motherfuckers
Under my leader ship America's policies is ambiguous to terrorist
Who harm or intend to harm any American
We will find you, we will eliminate you,
We will always protect our diplomats,
Service members, all Americans, and our allies
Y'all heard that move maker shit
My niggas got bars
Shout out to Smifhouse
I would say is over for you niggas
But it's just the beginning
In the meantime
Run that shit back
This that Platforms X Trophies you heard
Uh
Im gettin wavy
I'm talking blue ski doos
Jigga jay z
They said I was lazy but they can't play me
I'm guessing you can say he Mcgrady
They try to cross me that's when they get stripped
I get the assist or step back then it's a swish
If I gotta step in the party
I'm fresh as a Ferrari
Respect from everybody
Especially ya bitch
Uh
Whether the love or the fear
There's a lotta fake hugging in here
I resent that
And I said that I'd be buggin this year
When I put that lil bug in ya ear
Bitch I meant that
Take mine I can't accept that
What I keep low go to ya chest
The heat press that
Presto
Sauce slamming like Rex hat
Cause I said so stone cold with the leg strap
She such a fucking hoe with her leg tat
But I love it like YE track
Uh
I'm from the realest state
Bout to buy a new home
Can't be arguing with these niggas is in the group home
She know I got two phones
But we 69 standing up
I put that pussy in the tombstone
She been with me since rock bottom
And she knows, Smif don't ever switch cuz god got him
Where I live so Skitzo
But the beef real
It ain't all in my head when I say "I got problems"
Even tho I'm not gothic
I'm a Hot Topic
Which makes me a Target
Maybe I should stoppin'
I heard they want to tangle with the sultan
If they didn't to be honest man I would be insulted
I would wonder shit is these fucking people losing focus
Black talons to your dummy dummy shit can get tumultuous
Dealing with a Loco
No, a locomotive
Who's trained
To administer pain with zero motive
You a 747 Boeing
Crashing in an ocean
Trying to make a splash but killing everybody in the process
I really load this it seldomly excites me
When a Viking ass buster tries to steal the stun of lightning
And I ain't fighting man
I'm just simply trying to write
what other think & even ink but never did recite it
I'm your voice
Your weapon of choice
Coasting in a moist
Colored panorama candy apple à la mode
Wooo!!!
The cream of the crop cream rise over the whole
Rotten apple and I'm boxing Dennis Rodman at the core
I'll throw a fucking apple at your Porsche
Launch a missile at your porch
Torch you solely for the sport
Like I'm setting off Olympics except your country didn't go
Cuz a missile struck your embassy
Guess who sent the drone motherfucker
D.Days Al Capone
Taking credit for your massacre
Bet I get a loan (lend me your ears)
Man y'all best leave us alone
'Fore we end up in your home
Smack you up like home alone
With some pennies in my hand my mans'll smack yeah mens & them
what's the pennies for?
That's to smack some sense in them
Tell you Blak I still got that sauce
Call the laundry attendant tell him I'm not washed motherfuckers
Under my leader ship America's policies is ambiguous to terrorist
Who harm or intend to harm any American
We will find you, we will eliminate you,
We will always protect our diplomats,
Service members, all Americans, and our allies
Y'all heard that move maker shit
My niggas got bars
Shout out to Smifhouse
I would say is over for you niggas
But it's just the beginning
In the meantime
Run that shit back
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Writer(s): Daniel Diaz, Avery K Cockerill, Johnathan Robert Fournier
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