The Sauce
"Big shout out to KT Beats for this one,
Thanks Bruh"
Wanna get to the studio, yes truly though
Cuz you know that we need some raps
Fill up the tank with that premium gas
Goin' so fast you won't see me in last
Expensive i'm spendin' to get my engine extensive
But i'm less than pretendin' I don't need a lesson
Of theory so clearly a musical session to assist usual depression
Weight of the anvil Too much to handle
Anchors me down with stress by the handful
Burnin' both ends, of the candle
To find out a layer deeper than the mantle
Then I can bounce back with a soundtrack
Because I found that helps when i feel down from my thoughts
Or somebody else, I run off lines felt
With tons of dry kelp (Kelp, kelp, kelp)
Keeping my
Energy kinetic is the allowance that will allow me to connect it
When I'm loathing the unknowing of what my decisions have been molding
However, never see my cards folding
Strong-ly I'm holding
Stay knockin' em down like bowling... pins
It's so cool to be low on fuel
I'd be better off if I had a slow mo mule
Can't go anywhere if i have no gas
And my tires don't roll, cuz they all went flat
Air passes right through like dirt on my white shoes
I don't know next, what I might do
Probly just go home and eat
And have slow movin' feet
Where I don't choose to speak
Cuz I zone in this deep
That's when I use my dexterity to get clarity
Don't get scared of me when I get nearing the peak
Use it as coolant, but I'm anti-freeze
Pumping fluid through my veins so I can blow all this heat
Then I wonder why my motor wants to seize
My own mind is something I can't read but when I try, I rhythmically speak
A wiz with these beats I slip into sleep
My wit remains deep my writtens are sweet
My spit is so clean, I'm quick with my speech
My lip is hooked deep. A fish in the sea
Of many MC I know there's plenty
You know that I'm right cuz I'm not lefty
Puns not Guns, and they're all hefty
They Can't keep up with the pace of chase runnin outta breath
Got caught sextin, pictures of her lips, legs, breasts and ass then
Lay it down thick like the peak of aspen and that's when
I hit her with the dick sir, now she gets the pic, sure
Hope she's not a quitter cuz I'm the only spitter when I'm with her
Nick-elodeon spittin flows again
All up in this bitch like it's fallopian
Packing up my shit to hit the road again oh my lawd here we go again
Sponsor better be monster energy
Enhanced and advanced
So I've gotta let her be
I'm comin' after you like I'm the letter V
W,X,Y and Z
Thanks Bruh"
Wanna get to the studio, yes truly though
Cuz you know that we need some raps
Fill up the tank with that premium gas
Goin' so fast you won't see me in last
Expensive i'm spendin' to get my engine extensive
But i'm less than pretendin' I don't need a lesson
Of theory so clearly a musical session to assist usual depression
Weight of the anvil Too much to handle
Anchors me down with stress by the handful
Burnin' both ends, of the candle
To find out a layer deeper than the mantle
Then I can bounce back with a soundtrack
Because I found that helps when i feel down from my thoughts
Or somebody else, I run off lines felt
With tons of dry kelp (Kelp, kelp, kelp)
Keeping my
Energy kinetic is the allowance that will allow me to connect it
When I'm loathing the unknowing of what my decisions have been molding
However, never see my cards folding
Strong-ly I'm holding
Stay knockin' em down like bowling... pins
It's so cool to be low on fuel
I'd be better off if I had a slow mo mule
Can't go anywhere if i have no gas
And my tires don't roll, cuz they all went flat
Air passes right through like dirt on my white shoes
I don't know next, what I might do
Probly just go home and eat
And have slow movin' feet
Where I don't choose to speak
Cuz I zone in this deep
That's when I use my dexterity to get clarity
Don't get scared of me when I get nearing the peak
Use it as coolant, but I'm anti-freeze
Pumping fluid through my veins so I can blow all this heat
Then I wonder why my motor wants to seize
My own mind is something I can't read but when I try, I rhythmically speak
A wiz with these beats I slip into sleep
My wit remains deep my writtens are sweet
My spit is so clean, I'm quick with my speech
My lip is hooked deep. A fish in the sea
Of many MC I know there's plenty
You know that I'm right cuz I'm not lefty
Puns not Guns, and they're all hefty
They Can't keep up with the pace of chase runnin outta breath
Got caught sextin, pictures of her lips, legs, breasts and ass then
Lay it down thick like the peak of aspen and that's when
I hit her with the dick sir, now she gets the pic, sure
Hope she's not a quitter cuz I'm the only spitter when I'm with her
Nick-elodeon spittin flows again
All up in this bitch like it's fallopian
Packing up my shit to hit the road again oh my lawd here we go again
Sponsor better be monster energy
Enhanced and advanced
So I've gotta let her be
I'm comin' after you like I'm the letter V
W,X,Y and Z
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Barbati
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