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Ay
Bitch I been growing and know
Imma blow like a geyser
Yeah I'm like no other guys here
Write all my lyrics
They give me the credit
Don't need a co-signer
They say they say
Socially distance if playing this
It's logic this remix is sicker than covid
Spinning ya head a mile a minute
And while I'm up in it
With style I'm winning
Serving you up just like a subpoena
I'm like your top 5 but a little bit meaner
Got a different demeanor
Make it rain hail Caesar
Nonstop hip hop
Drip dropping the heaters
Gonna gotta gotta god damn gonna get it
Shit
Took a step back
Took a second it was needed
Being new and being in it
Knew if I was gonna bring it
That perfecting my craft had to be my everything and
Never gonna stop this
You're never gonna not miss
Don't ever try to top this
I'll shut you down like a faucet
Hugo I'm the boss
You don't like I call the shots
You gonna pass just like a thought
You know you're a fr-fr-fraud
Nonstop talk never in stock
Drawing off bottled up dreams
Finna pop off
Hip hops cream of the crop
On lock
Ain't none of you knock offs cut from the same cloth
I made plenty bad decisions
Putting me in bad positions
D.A.'s prey I fit descriptions
Everybody's got opinions
Spend every penny preventing convictions
Attorney's be swaying the jury's opinions
Or doing whatever it takes
Just so long as they never say
Who the fuck are we kidding
How much time we gonna give him
He don't need bail
You know he gonna fail
And even before he beginning
My issues gotta be fixed
I need some help
I don't need jail for this
Why are there guys doing time
Due to non violent offenses
No I cannot fuck with that shit
No I cannot fuck with that
Who you know kicking some ass in Iraq
On that 50 cal
Ducking the mortars and blasts
Watching mother fuckers get bagged and tagged
In Baghdad but somehow made it back
I'm a G like that
Imma be like that
I'm a bad mother fucker
When I be in combat
Got the medals and plaques
Combat Infantry Badge
Trained to pull the trigger
I'm a killer no cap
Never fake it to make it I take it
Ain't afraid of a record I break it
Only one me don't you ever mistake it
You think you can hang
Well you're sadly mistaken
Hold up roll up no love no fucks
No such luck
You better believe I never got a damn thing
Everything I got out the mud
I'm finna pop like confetti
Unmatched drive like Andretti
Straight to the top I be heading
Ain't seen my best cuz you ain't ready
I'm calling shots like Babe Ruth
Hook up with thots like bluetooth
If this ain't a good enough rhyme to get signed
Then I don't know what is to tell you the truth
I'm going up on Billboard's
Hot 100 and in Forbes
Anybody gonna stand in my way
Feel recoil not remorse
Making stacks like cha-ching
Cha-ching ching ching ching ching ching ching
Hugh Hefner that playboy
I don't fuck around don't play boy
Fuck now getting paid boy
You played out like a Gameboy
I'm still independent
My style be trending
The bitches be loving the message I'm sending
You may not have known
But don't be forgetting
I'm the event
You're the honorable mention
Motor Mouth



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Writer(s): Darren Hubbard, Micah Dubeau
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