309 (feat. Dev)
I'm just not her to exist, I am here to Live
Curating the hits like I am Jonathan Swift
We Making this music right out in da Hills
Chasin the money n chasin the bills, but having fun still
Raging up the pits; Billy Nasser
Bars too hard, ain't no need fo no Scanner
Laying down the Hammer; Enis Kanter
Living Life
But your mind's off topic, thinking about Money and Girls that are Topless
We taking our time, Ain't taking no Nonsense
No time for the bulljieve, no other option
Handle with Caution, the Heat of the Project
309 to the 309, Penning these Bars with this Fine Wine
They by cuttin net, thine twine
Man "What a Time to be Alive"
We're the Barcity Varsity
I keep them Stars with me
I'm on top of the game you looking up to my Artistry
You thought that chorus was lame until you heard all the harmonies
I'm dropping the flames, I'm FIREPROOF ain't no harming me
Hits on Hits got me feeling like RUTH, with it
2 AM going stupid in the booth, with it
Clean lines, Tron really know the dew, wit it
Mean line like a dog going WROOF, Cuz we
Hopin in the booth going track to track, (Yeah), goin track to track
Two Time champs going back to back (Yeah, yeah), going back to back
Hoping in the booth going track to track (Yeah) goin track to track
Two time champs going back to back (Yeah), Thought I told you that (Yeah)
We here to make a statement
No matter the time of placement
No time for no conversation
My rhymes be so captivatin
Offbrand the way y'all be fakin
Low temp my ice be shaken
Blue faces is what I'm paid in
309 is where we stayin
Pull that Pen out
Blow his brains out
Got plenty more bars that I can't count
Makin moves like I'm living in my bag now
What's that, come again, so you mad now?
Big bills so you know that I cash out
Yo favorite rapper knows that he's trash now
Big body's so you know that we clash out
Don't come to me asking for no hand outs
My boys. Determination
These bars I know y'all hatin
Yo fans that's what we takin
I promise y'all we ain't playin
Got shooters no hesitation
Don't rush gotta be patient
The music I can't stop waitin
That's why. This is our Statement
Hits on Hits got me feeling like RUTH, with it
2 AM going stupid in the booth, with it
Clean lines, Tron really know the dew, wit it
Mean line like a dog going WROOF, Cuz we
Hopin in the booth going track to track, (Yeah), goin track to track
Two Time champs going back to back (Yeah, yeah), going back to back
Hoping in the booth going track to track (Yeah) goin track to track
Two time champs going back to back (Yeah, yeah), Thought I told you that (Yeah)
Curating the hits like I am Jonathan Swift
We Making this music right out in da Hills
Chasin the money n chasin the bills, but having fun still
Raging up the pits; Billy Nasser
Bars too hard, ain't no need fo no Scanner
Laying down the Hammer; Enis Kanter
Living Life
But your mind's off topic, thinking about Money and Girls that are Topless
We taking our time, Ain't taking no Nonsense
No time for the bulljieve, no other option
Handle with Caution, the Heat of the Project
309 to the 309, Penning these Bars with this Fine Wine
They by cuttin net, thine twine
Man "What a Time to be Alive"
We're the Barcity Varsity
I keep them Stars with me
I'm on top of the game you looking up to my Artistry
You thought that chorus was lame until you heard all the harmonies
I'm dropping the flames, I'm FIREPROOF ain't no harming me
Hits on Hits got me feeling like RUTH, with it
2 AM going stupid in the booth, with it
Clean lines, Tron really know the dew, wit it
Mean line like a dog going WROOF, Cuz we
Hopin in the booth going track to track, (Yeah), goin track to track
Two Time champs going back to back (Yeah, yeah), going back to back
Hoping in the booth going track to track (Yeah) goin track to track
Two time champs going back to back (Yeah), Thought I told you that (Yeah)
We here to make a statement
No matter the time of placement
No time for no conversation
My rhymes be so captivatin
Offbrand the way y'all be fakin
Low temp my ice be shaken
Blue faces is what I'm paid in
309 is where we stayin
Pull that Pen out
Blow his brains out
Got plenty more bars that I can't count
Makin moves like I'm living in my bag now
What's that, come again, so you mad now?
Big bills so you know that I cash out
Yo favorite rapper knows that he's trash now
Big body's so you know that we clash out
Don't come to me asking for no hand outs
My boys. Determination
These bars I know y'all hatin
Yo fans that's what we takin
I promise y'all we ain't playin
Got shooters no hesitation
Don't rush gotta be patient
The music I can't stop waitin
That's why. This is our Statement
Hits on Hits got me feeling like RUTH, with it
2 AM going stupid in the booth, with it
Clean lines, Tron really know the dew, wit it
Mean line like a dog going WROOF, Cuz we
Hopin in the booth going track to track, (Yeah), goin track to track
Two Time champs going back to back (Yeah, yeah), going back to back
Hoping in the booth going track to track (Yeah) goin track to track
Two time champs going back to back (Yeah, yeah), Thought I told you that (Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Ishmael Paulino
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