Whoa (feat. MC Beastly & Weez)

DK when I pickup these barrels like this
When I talk I just hiccup, hiccup like this
If you gone off this liquor you're dropping like this
King Kong getting bigger, bigger like this
Strong like a panama, packed with extra stamina
If we gotta tussle then I promise that I'm having ya
Better get the hood on down when I challenge ya
They gon' call me Kreuger how I'm coming with that massacre
I'm an isotope, an isolation
One on one, take the L, a prime location
When you hear this you'll swear that I'm amazing
Doing this just for fun, a demonstration
A big fish like this and solo
If you swimming with this shark you're pissed, yolo
If you're running up, chika, that's me, solo
Pray that you don't miss me 'cause my hammer banging polo like

Screw loose in the brain, my oh me
None of ya'll safe so you gon' see that whoa
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do now
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do
Volatile case, WMD
Don't let me blow, the world ain't ready to go
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do now
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do

1st AD: got this set already
Now here's the double feature: get ready
Ain't got character? Bro I've got many
Shady like Eminem
Make these bars stick like anemone
Boredom's the enemy
Call the Doctor: I'm the remedy
'Cause I'm Strange love
You're bland like celery
Drop bombs like Sellers
Schizo what Britts love
I make tracks better sellers
This show's what The Brits love
SavvyIndie, got choices
Never win The Voice 'cause I got 2 voices
Options open, not 1 Direction
More Styles than Harry, here's a cross-section
Got my poker face like Germanotta
A star is born, Imma supernova
Jack Nicholson I'm playing the joker
I'm cuckoo: One Flew Over
I rap & sing like Drake
No Joshin', this ain't fake
No fade to black, no closure
This is what I'm gonna do til it's over

Screw loose in the brain, my oh me
None of ya'll safe so you gon' see that whoa
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do now
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do
Volatile case, WMD
Don't let me blow, the world ain't ready to go
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do now
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do

I'm a mad bitch
Must be in heat
Just surrounded by dicks
Online imma click
Cop bare new kicks
I'm skint
And I make bare hits
Spark a zoot on the tracks
Cah they move too lit
Too too crazy
Spotify sucks
Hard drive goes brazy
Nights in the stu
Smoke bud
Too hazy
Fuck any nigga who calls a gyal lazy
I stay on my grind
Gotta turn this meat in to mince
Not a king imma Prince
When gyal in the mix
It's a Sign O' the times
And my Raspberry Berret looks too too fly
Large up AD and Beastly
They're my guys
We're dicing this beat
No Onion
Don't cry
Now I see why all the gally dem call me Fry
Cah my bars are straight out a next lifetime

Screw loose in the brain, my oh me
None of ya'll safe so you gon' see that whoa
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do now
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do
Volatile case, WMD
Don't let me blow, the world ain't ready to go
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do now
Whatchu gon' do? Whatchu whatchu gon' do



Credits
Writer(s): Laurence Warner
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