unlucky!
*depo on da beat*
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Listen listen listen i'm not the father
Didn't you hear what i say bitch pardon?
Time for you to get away, go farther
Birds are chirping say my name, they chant bruh
My work rate isn't something you can match
At least i'm good inside the game fuck all these rats
And i'm blowing up today
And there's nothing you can say
Man this dude is saying all that shit on my birthday
Gotta fill up and drown it
So i feel like i'm drowning
This assessment i'm passing
Say that my music banging
It ain't my fault you're falling
Just upset that you're boring
Look at your fans they snoring
No way
Crack that smile baby
This pencil running out of ink
I never lost i got the win
These rappers asking for a twin song baby
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Ay
I turn the beat into a rap attack
Stop the scaring or i'm gonna get a heart attack
I spit this shit, and then i rap it back
Got the knowledge but the strength part gotta lack
Integrity ain't what i'm about
That theme just enters for the hall of clout
Got black attire, i'm at the grammys now
Never heard my name, so i'm gonna shout
S to the a to the m archy
What's that picture they're stalking me
You weren't invited you're meant to leave
It ain't the coupe, it's just the speed
Don't pretend to be someone else
Paparazzi on the side of the house
You not this get the fuck out
Unlucky man you just want clout
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Listen listen listen i'm not the father
Didn't you hear what i say bitch pardon?
Time for you to get away, go farther
Birds are chirping say my name, they chant bruh
My work rate isn't something you can match
At least i'm good inside the game fuck all these rats
And i'm blowing up today
And there's nothing you can say
Man this dude is saying all that shit on my birthday
Gotta fill up and drown it
So i feel like i'm drowning
This assessment i'm passing
Say that my music banging
It ain't my fault you're falling
Just upset that you're boring
Look at your fans they snoring
No way
Crack that smile baby
This pencil running out of ink
I never lost i got the win
These rappers asking for a twin song baby
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Ay
I turn the beat into a rap attack
Stop the scaring or i'm gonna get a heart attack
I spit this shit, and then i rap it back
Got the knowledge but the strength part gotta lack
Integrity ain't what i'm about
That theme just enters for the hall of clout
Got black attire, i'm at the grammys now
Never heard my name, so i'm gonna shout
S to the a to the m archy
What's that picture they're stalking me
You weren't invited you're meant to leave
It ain't the coupe, it's just the speed
Don't pretend to be someone else
Paparazzi on the side of the house
You not this get the fuck out
Unlucky man you just want clout
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Lemme get inside and go brazy
Making myself slim like shady
Guess i'm gonna win all these ladies
You a mental patient go crazy
Credits
Writer(s): Sam Draper
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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