Giants
Fee fie foe fum
Walking like giants name the tyrant the god son
Fee fie foe fum
See a foe enter my scope asking if he got one
Reason why I shouldn't pull the trigger
Leaving all the ass backwards trash ass rappers
In their casket bleeding
Hack and slash at all you till you can it
Cover it up with a lid to brand the fake
I guess that's why you gotta spam it
Whoaaah brooo
I ain't tryna take shots
Sloowwww your rolllll
And pose for the face shot
Oof what out cuz the flame hot
They just wanna be but they not
When they hit the scene
You can see em when they drop
I been on my shit up inside of my spaceship
Man, Ambitions still will never let me sit complacent
Demons in me breaching thru my healing
Fifty little simpletons just simply could not ever ever take it
Boy the way I do my thing is fillin em with Joy
Boy resist the movement and you gon be saltier than
Soy like it's somehow my fault that your lifestyle
Is a ploy, decoy, try to fill the void, destroy
When me, my dudes deploy
You won't like the way we switch
The plot n make it difficult to be coy
Steady shining with big grins not big rims
Eat these rappers out the box no wheat thins
They corny like a horny white guy on the weekends
Drinking Mai Tais getting wavy on a sofa with the sequins
Swam real sharks n he drownin in the deep end
Try to be hard now your heat is got you creepin
Gotta be smart if you climbing up the beanstalk
You just might trip n fall n make your body beatbox
Off the ground or maybe just maybe
Make it to the tip top to get tip toed on
By my big toe using peculiar lingo
Fee fie foe fum
Walking like giants name the tyrant the god son
Fee fie foe fum
See a foe enter my scope asking if he got one
Reason why I shouldn't pull the trigger
Leaving all the ass backwards trash ass rappers
In their casket bleeding
Hack and slash at all you till you can it
Cover it up with a lid to brand the fake
I guess that's why you gotta spam it
Fee fie foe fum
Walking like giants name the tyrant the god son
Fee fie foe fum
See a foe enter my scope asking if he got one
Reason why I shouldn't pull the trigger
Leaving all the ass backwards trash ass rappers
In their casket bleeding
Hack and slash at all you till you can it
Cover it up with a lid to brand the fake
I guess that's why you gotta spam it
Walking like giants name the tyrant the god son
Fee fie foe fum
See a foe enter my scope asking if he got one
Reason why I shouldn't pull the trigger
Leaving all the ass backwards trash ass rappers
In their casket bleeding
Hack and slash at all you till you can it
Cover it up with a lid to brand the fake
I guess that's why you gotta spam it
Whoaaah brooo
I ain't tryna take shots
Sloowwww your rolllll
And pose for the face shot
Oof what out cuz the flame hot
They just wanna be but they not
When they hit the scene
You can see em when they drop
I been on my shit up inside of my spaceship
Man, Ambitions still will never let me sit complacent
Demons in me breaching thru my healing
Fifty little simpletons just simply could not ever ever take it
Boy the way I do my thing is fillin em with Joy
Boy resist the movement and you gon be saltier than
Soy like it's somehow my fault that your lifestyle
Is a ploy, decoy, try to fill the void, destroy
When me, my dudes deploy
You won't like the way we switch
The plot n make it difficult to be coy
Steady shining with big grins not big rims
Eat these rappers out the box no wheat thins
They corny like a horny white guy on the weekends
Drinking Mai Tais getting wavy on a sofa with the sequins
Swam real sharks n he drownin in the deep end
Try to be hard now your heat is got you creepin
Gotta be smart if you climbing up the beanstalk
You just might trip n fall n make your body beatbox
Off the ground or maybe just maybe
Make it to the tip top to get tip toed on
By my big toe using peculiar lingo
Fee fie foe fum
Walking like giants name the tyrant the god son
Fee fie foe fum
See a foe enter my scope asking if he got one
Reason why I shouldn't pull the trigger
Leaving all the ass backwards trash ass rappers
In their casket bleeding
Hack and slash at all you till you can it
Cover it up with a lid to brand the fake
I guess that's why you gotta spam it
Fee fie foe fum
Walking like giants name the tyrant the god son
Fee fie foe fum
See a foe enter my scope asking if he got one
Reason why I shouldn't pull the trigger
Leaving all the ass backwards trash ass rappers
In their casket bleeding
Hack and slash at all you till you can it
Cover it up with a lid to brand the fake
I guess that's why you gotta spam it
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Writer(s): Alex Montgomery
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