Ayyooo
(Yeah, Ayy Yooo, haha)
Check the rhymes every time that I'm spittin
Get you lifted, no these rappers ain't committed
I'm at the finish, overlapped them coupled times ago
Your runner up was overwhelmed a couple lines ago
Check the rhymes every time that I'm spittin
Get you lifted, no these rappers ain't committed
I'm at the finish, overlapped them coupled times ago
Your runner up was overwhelmed a couple lines ago
So what I'm tryna say, oops, no what I'm tryna flow
Is that all these niggas in the way, yeah they gotta go
I know I am so damn malicious
But words of wisdom: save that jolly shit for Christmas
Gods my witness all that's scripted will be flipped upon
They head like Jack and Jill when they went trippin'
I'm just kiddin', thanks for listenin'
(Ayy yooo)
(Ayy yooo)
Nevertheless
Beat on my chest
Everyday givin' my best
On any beat I'm a threat
Kill it and go to the next
After me there will be none
You'll be left with reruns
All these rappers is my sons
I bought all my kids some walkie talkies
Copy copy, they just watch me, call me cocky
But I know your favorite rapper's havin' trouble tryna stop me
And ain't no stoppin' on this locomotive
Ain't no brakes upon this train and we gon' run it 'til we run you over
Keep it popping like a soda
I sell rhymes to make my quota
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Check the rhymes every time that I'm spittin
Get you lifted, no these rappers ain't committed
I'm at the finish, overlapped them coupled times ago
Your runner up was overwhelmed a couple lines ago
Check the rhymes every time that I'm spittin
Get you lifted, no these rappers ain't committed
I'm at the finish, overlapped them coupled times ago
Your runner up was overwhelmed a couple lines ago
So what I'm tryna say, oops, no what I'm tryna flow
Is that all these niggas in the way, yeah they gotta go
I know I am so damn malicious
But words of wisdom: save that jolly shit for Christmas
Gods my witness all that's scripted will be flipped upon
They head like Jack and Jill when they went trippin'
I'm just kiddin', thanks for listenin'
(Ayy yooo)
(Ayy yooo)
Nevertheless
Beat on my chest
Everyday givin' my best
On any beat I'm a threat
Kill it and go to the next
After me there will be none
You'll be left with reruns
All these rappers is my sons
I bought all my kids some walkie talkies
Copy copy, they just watch me, call me cocky
But I know your favorite rapper's havin' trouble tryna stop me
And ain't no stoppin' on this locomotive
Ain't no brakes upon this train and we gon' run it 'til we run you over
Keep it popping like a soda
I sell rhymes to make my quota
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
Ayy yooo
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Writer(s): Lyn Starr
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