Needle Drop (feat. 2infamouz)
Wobble de wobble de wop
Steadily climbing ladders
Can't even see the top
Can't wait for the needle drop
Supportin my mom and pops
Every day while I'm on the clock
Rhymin like ramen, hot
I got hearing just like the bats
See me jumpin on the tracks and
I'm here til the final stop
Since life is finite
I won't wait til my vitals drop
I'm the final shot in a 100 year war
You don't want conflict cuz I'm conclusive
Productivity's a must, you just got to do shit
So the team won't give you trust if you not producing
They can't look me in my eyes
Ain't safe to have friends
Cuz these snakes want my head, but I'm not Medusa
Cold world like, some days I blaze the haze
Til I'm so stoned that I'm almost useless
Back to smacking cats like these silly raps don't ever feel whack
Back in the back of the class
Looking like I slack but you know I passed
I flew past the marks, the comparison is stark
High as fuck
Same as the GPA, no effort still the A
And I still retain every piece of what was paid for
Every piece of the written could be savored
Now I'm spitting major
So the funny shit you can save yours
All that money shit stays yours
Try to spit a hundred flavors
Something for you and your neighbor
Hate your, lame bars
Call me Cal Q. Lator
Because I'm always counting paper
That's what you sound like to me
Now I give my dogs a pound like the mice need the cheese
Steadily climbing ladders
Can't even see the top
Can't wait for the needle drop
Supportin my mom and pops
Every day while I'm on the clock
Rhymin like ramen, hot
I got hearing just like the bats
See me jumpin on the tracks and
I'm here til the final stop
Since life is finite
I won't wait til my vitals drop
I'm the final shot in a 100 year war
You don't want conflict cuz I'm conclusive
Productivity's a must, you just got to do shit
So the team won't give you trust if you not producing
They can't look me in my eyes
Ain't safe to have friends
Cuz these snakes want my head, but I'm not Medusa
Cold world like, some days I blaze the haze
Til I'm so stoned that I'm almost useless
Back to smacking cats like these silly raps don't ever feel whack
Back in the back of the class
Looking like I slack but you know I passed
I flew past the marks, the comparison is stark
High as fuck
Same as the GPA, no effort still the A
And I still retain every piece of what was paid for
Every piece of the written could be savored
Now I'm spitting major
So the funny shit you can save yours
All that money shit stays yours
Try to spit a hundred flavors
Something for you and your neighbor
Hate your, lame bars
Call me Cal Q. Lator
Because I'm always counting paper
That's what you sound like to me
Now I give my dogs a pound like the mice need the cheese
Credits
Writer(s): Ayron Thelen
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