Morty
Just hit a button Morty, gimme a beat
Oh man, okay alright umm
Gimme a beat, you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup, you know Imma fill it
Gimme a beat, you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup, you know Imma fill it
Gimme a beat and you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup and you know Imma fill it
But I be swerving so I might just spill it
Know I be curving, give fuck bout cha feelings
Gimme a beat and you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup and you know Imma fill it
But I be swerving so I might just spill it
Know I be curving, give fuck bout cha feelings
Fuck what you feeling, catch one to the face
That's how it feels when you feeling the bass
Step in the building, I'm shaking the place
Swearing that I'm wielding these tectonic plates
Step in the room and I swear that it's quaking
Breaking up fast cause I'm bout my bacon
Shawty got ass but her back what I'm breaking
Then when I eat it, I'm leaving her shaking
Leaving her shaking, she weak in the knees
Cause we was making the birds and the bees
Know I stay baking the herbs and leaves
Vietnamese
I stay in the trees
Kicking with Rick, in higher dimensions
She snapping them pics, when she in my section
She sharing her secrets but this ain't confession
Started confessing she go both directions
Bitch in my ear tryna give me advice
But I just ditch cause I'm closer to Christ
Sell yourselves short but your soul is the price
Can't see that I'm shining your blind as the mice
Spitting this fire, I'm melting ya ice
Scratching they head, you would think it was lice
These birdies be blowing, I'm feeding em rice
Thought they was nice till I told em the price
Told em the price cause you know I be taxing
Know I'm advancing, ain't catching me lacking
Bread look like Tetris, the way it be stacking
Leaving some crumbs, I need me a napkin
Bringing the drums in an orderly fashion
They only reacting, ain't bringing the action
They say that they lapping, I know that they capping
I'm hearing em rapping, ain't hearing the passion
Gimme a beat and you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup and you know Imma fill it
But I be swerving so I might just spill it
Know I be curving, give fuck bout cha feelings
Gimme a beat and you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup and you know Imma fill it
But I be swerving so I might just spill it
Know I be curving, give fuck bout cha feelings
Came with the heat, you know Imma grill it
Whip it together like sauce in skillet
Stay with the freaks, I creep in the hills with
Stay with the piece, he flipping the kill switch
Came with the heat, you know Imma grill it
Whip it together like sauce in skillet
Stay with the freaks, I creep in the hills with
Stay with the piece, he flipping the kill switch
Shawty she clowning, she laughing at jokes
Taking the strokes till I'm making her choke
Puffing the smoke till it's nothing but ghost
Bread with the lead, know I'm keeping the toast
Stay with the juice, I'm balancing breakfast
She wanna get loose, she gripping the headrest
Feeling like Zeus, she call to the heavens
Not tying the noose, my hand is her necklace
Hand round her neck, wear that shit like a choker
20 on her neck, .22 in her holster
My girl look like she straight outta poster
But she want a ring like I don't got a coaster
All on the gram she want me to post her
All on the gram she want me to post her
All on the gram she want me to
Oh man, okay alright umm
Gimme a beat, you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup, you know Imma fill it
Gimme a beat, you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup, you know Imma fill it
Gimme a beat and you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup and you know Imma fill it
But I be swerving so I might just spill it
Know I be curving, give fuck bout cha feelings
Gimme a beat and you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup and you know Imma fill it
But I be swerving so I might just spill it
Know I be curving, give fuck bout cha feelings
Fuck what you feeling, catch one to the face
That's how it feels when you feeling the bass
Step in the building, I'm shaking the place
Swearing that I'm wielding these tectonic plates
Step in the room and I swear that it's quaking
Breaking up fast cause I'm bout my bacon
Shawty got ass but her back what I'm breaking
Then when I eat it, I'm leaving her shaking
Leaving her shaking, she weak in the knees
Cause we was making the birds and the bees
Know I stay baking the herbs and leaves
Vietnamese
I stay in the trees
Kicking with Rick, in higher dimensions
She snapping them pics, when she in my section
She sharing her secrets but this ain't confession
Started confessing she go both directions
Bitch in my ear tryna give me advice
But I just ditch cause I'm closer to Christ
Sell yourselves short but your soul is the price
Can't see that I'm shining your blind as the mice
Spitting this fire, I'm melting ya ice
Scratching they head, you would think it was lice
These birdies be blowing, I'm feeding em rice
Thought they was nice till I told em the price
Told em the price cause you know I be taxing
Know I'm advancing, ain't catching me lacking
Bread look like Tetris, the way it be stacking
Leaving some crumbs, I need me a napkin
Bringing the drums in an orderly fashion
They only reacting, ain't bringing the action
They say that they lapping, I know that they capping
I'm hearing em rapping, ain't hearing the passion
Gimme a beat and you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup and you know Imma fill it
But I be swerving so I might just spill it
Know I be curving, give fuck bout cha feelings
Gimme a beat and you know Imma kill it
Gimme a cup and you know Imma fill it
But I be swerving so I might just spill it
Know I be curving, give fuck bout cha feelings
Came with the heat, you know Imma grill it
Whip it together like sauce in skillet
Stay with the freaks, I creep in the hills with
Stay with the piece, he flipping the kill switch
Came with the heat, you know Imma grill it
Whip it together like sauce in skillet
Stay with the freaks, I creep in the hills with
Stay with the piece, he flipping the kill switch
Shawty she clowning, she laughing at jokes
Taking the strokes till I'm making her choke
Puffing the smoke till it's nothing but ghost
Bread with the lead, know I'm keeping the toast
Stay with the juice, I'm balancing breakfast
She wanna get loose, she gripping the headrest
Feeling like Zeus, she call to the heavens
Not tying the noose, my hand is her necklace
Hand round her neck, wear that shit like a choker
20 on her neck, .22 in her holster
My girl look like she straight outta poster
But she want a ring like I don't got a coaster
All on the gram she want me to post her
All on the gram she want me to post her
All on the gram she want me to
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Writer(s): Luke Russell
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