You
RDI
Yea
Got me in my, bag
When I'm spitting on these tracks
Did you come here to listen
Or critiquing me to go flex
Got my brother MikeSoWeird
And you know that we the best
The Prodigy Duo
So you prolly gonna need a vest
I'm vicious
Feeling reckless in every dimension
Niggas started they hating
As soons as I walked in the building
Ain't no negotiating to pussys
Who thinking they silly
But I may advise you
It get rated R real quick
Step into the mind of RDI, like some drill shit
This new generation tryna cancel
Over petty shit
Spiralling, when I'm in the vicinity
No dipped
Tryna catch me slipping outta bounds
Like scotty pipping
You said that I took a lost
Only thing I lost is you
The vibe feeling different
When I'm all alone in the booth
I used to have no feelings
Back when I was done wit my ex
Babygirl I need you
That's my biggest regret
No time, for reminiscing, yea
Wanna take pictures but covid made us miss it, uh
I'm tired of doing these love songs
So why you playing games
Melting my heart
Wanting the love over the fame
Listen to me
It's a cold world but hatters are colder
Wouldn't make this type of song
If I was one of them niggas
I'm tryna show you the duality
Effects of a spitter
True commitment and passion
Is what I'm speaking to these jokers, so
Uh
I need you if you need me
When you in my presence the hatters a mystery
Let me vibe wit you, let me talk to you
I'm a real nigga
Hope that I can put my trust in you
Yea
Cuz I see the vision
I got dedication
Just need your commitment
Only talk to em
If they fuck wit Da Illist and Mikey
If you turn ya back on me
You gon see me real shiesty (Yea)
They don't wanna see me win
Climbing thru the mountains
Just repenting all my sins
Yea I know where I start
But I don't know where I begin
And my love is in the deep end
So I hope you let me in
So I'm in the VIP, I'm in a different area
Chopper gettin big and my chopper gettin scarier
Shawty got drunk so you know I had to carry her
We don't need to fight
Get my shovel cuz you know I gotta bury em
And they don't know me
All these niggas all round, they just phonys
Fucking on that girl
Yea we smoking on a OG
Looking at my story
It's my Butterfly Symphony
And it really gonna end
When my eyes are locked on you
In the bayou, girl you know I'm by you
If you hit me up
Yea you know I'm gonna slide thru
Yea I'm such a slide dude
But you know I slide thru
And nothing do not matter when it's just me
But you got me in, bag
And I'm never calling back
Picking up the work
Yea I'm picking up the slack
Everybody hit my phone when I'm gonna drop a track
But me and Reem drop this first
Then we dropping back to back
I said buss down
Baby girl don't buss down
Why when I come down
You ain't never around
And don't we go up bitch you know you go down
You telling me go fast
Now you telling me to slow down
What the fuck now
Yea you got me in my bag
Getting all the money
Yea I came from the rags
If rapping was a war I know that you wouldn't last
Didn't know you were a comedian
But you know I'm really gonna laugh at you
In the bayou
Girl you I'm by you
Calling on my phone
Yea you know that imma slide thru
Me and Reem, yea you know we wit the hoe
Now your body missing
And we calling on scooby doo
Aye aye
And I don't really wanna play
But I don't know what to do
But I got you
Yea
Got me in my, bag
When I'm spitting on these tracks
Did you come here to listen
Or critiquing me to go flex
Got my brother MikeSoWeird
And you know that we the best
The Prodigy Duo
So you prolly gonna need a vest
I'm vicious
Feeling reckless in every dimension
Niggas started they hating
As soons as I walked in the building
Ain't no negotiating to pussys
Who thinking they silly
But I may advise you
It get rated R real quick
Step into the mind of RDI, like some drill shit
This new generation tryna cancel
Over petty shit
Spiralling, when I'm in the vicinity
No dipped
Tryna catch me slipping outta bounds
Like scotty pipping
You said that I took a lost
Only thing I lost is you
The vibe feeling different
When I'm all alone in the booth
I used to have no feelings
Back when I was done wit my ex
Babygirl I need you
That's my biggest regret
No time, for reminiscing, yea
Wanna take pictures but covid made us miss it, uh
I'm tired of doing these love songs
So why you playing games
Melting my heart
Wanting the love over the fame
Listen to me
It's a cold world but hatters are colder
Wouldn't make this type of song
If I was one of them niggas
I'm tryna show you the duality
Effects of a spitter
True commitment and passion
Is what I'm speaking to these jokers, so
Uh
I need you if you need me
When you in my presence the hatters a mystery
Let me vibe wit you, let me talk to you
I'm a real nigga
Hope that I can put my trust in you
Yea
Cuz I see the vision
I got dedication
Just need your commitment
Only talk to em
If they fuck wit Da Illist and Mikey
If you turn ya back on me
You gon see me real shiesty (Yea)
They don't wanna see me win
Climbing thru the mountains
Just repenting all my sins
Yea I know where I start
But I don't know where I begin
And my love is in the deep end
So I hope you let me in
So I'm in the VIP, I'm in a different area
Chopper gettin big and my chopper gettin scarier
Shawty got drunk so you know I had to carry her
We don't need to fight
Get my shovel cuz you know I gotta bury em
And they don't know me
All these niggas all round, they just phonys
Fucking on that girl
Yea we smoking on a OG
Looking at my story
It's my Butterfly Symphony
And it really gonna end
When my eyes are locked on you
In the bayou, girl you know I'm by you
If you hit me up
Yea you know I'm gonna slide thru
Yea I'm such a slide dude
But you know I slide thru
And nothing do not matter when it's just me
But you got me in, bag
And I'm never calling back
Picking up the work
Yea I'm picking up the slack
Everybody hit my phone when I'm gonna drop a track
But me and Reem drop this first
Then we dropping back to back
I said buss down
Baby girl don't buss down
Why when I come down
You ain't never around
And don't we go up bitch you know you go down
You telling me go fast
Now you telling me to slow down
What the fuck now
Yea you got me in my bag
Getting all the money
Yea I came from the rags
If rapping was a war I know that you wouldn't last
Didn't know you were a comedian
But you know I'm really gonna laugh at you
In the bayou
Girl you I'm by you
Calling on my phone
Yea you know that imma slide thru
Me and Reem, yea you know we wit the hoe
Now your body missing
And we calling on scooby doo
Aye aye
And I don't really wanna play
But I don't know what to do
But I got you
Credits
Writer(s): Karim Whitfield
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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