Grandiloquence

Uh huh
Yeah yeah
Right
Let's face it
You're feeling kind of basic
Well maybe cause you is I'm the kid who can't relate
I was born talented
Evident when I spit
No tobacco but a spliff would hit the spot right now
Baby tell me how it is

Oh that's the spot don't stop
Is my favorite compliment
And I hit till I get it
Like I'm sparring in the gym
I never learned how to swim
So it kind of makes sense
Why I've been drowning in pussy since like 2010
Nigga shut the fuck up
I didn't come to shoot the shit
I just came to shoot some game at the babe in the print
And to make them bob they head when they playing my shit, yeah
Everybody live everybody lit, yeah
If I keep it up like this, I just might get rich yeah
I don't like that hard to get, show me real interest

Now let's face it
You're feeling kind of basic
Well maybe cause you is I'm the kid who can't relate
I was born talented
Evident when I spit
No tobacco but a spliff would hit the spot right now
Baby tell me how it is

Don't you give me headaches, I just want your head
Yeah I do
I collect the bounty on your favorite rapper
Yeah I do
I do this in my sleep, record it from my bed
I did it with a different type of lead
If you read it you would maybe understand where I'm headed
If you said it just as nicely still wouldn't stand a chance
Let's face it



Credits
Writer(s): Darius Rosales-streeter
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