Bump
Are you?
Are you?
I have to do that again
DeQuavious Jones
To the principal's office now
Ladies and gentleman
Volume One
Bitch
Aye
Ok
Bitch you can't see me
Like you Stevie
I disappear and come back like a genie
(Poof)
Houdini
Not on the tv
I'm goin hard you too easy
Believe me
I can't decipher
The facts that they feed me
I'd rather heal like Achilles so
I put new tracks on my Heelys
Do wheelies
You feel me
When they tried to kill me
I whipped out the shotty like Willie
I'm sorry I bought some new jeanies
Like Billie
To flex on my city
Cuz shit is high stakes like a philly
These rappers too many
I'm bigger they mini
Like pennies
To quarters
Follow no orders
Pull out my weenie
I get in-betweenie like sorta
That's Nothing I'm short of
I pop a beanie to go up
It's something I'm sure of
They cheer when I show up like Dora
Explorin I'm touring
At 4 in the morning
You bitches Annoying like Orange
I'll show you the door
Keep it open
This beat got me floatin
I'm hoping this leanie
Gon put me to sleep like a coma
You see me you don't
I'm under your seat like it's Oprah
Then I pop up like a genie
They screamin
No reason
To freak on appearance
Shit I ain't a demon I'm Jesus
Yo what's going on boys
This is my fuckin mixtape
This is it right here right now,
Let's make history right now man
Put the mic down
You can't rap like me though
Let's go right now
My mixtape, my beats, my everything!
Get out my face
Get out my face
Get out my face
Get out my face
COME ON!!!
I said they can't find me I'm gone
They ain't got no idea what I be on
You stare at the ground while I'm looking beyond
No it's not obvious
You see what I see from a far
Like a penis
I'm hard
Woah
What do you mean Im a God?
You faker than fraud
Bitch I don't need cars
I'll take yo garage
I'm seeing mirages
I'll paint a picture
While closing my eyelids
It'll be timeless
Watchin the clock
Don't know what time is
Yo bitch got tapped like a stylus
Im makin smoke from my palm
Trees on my island the breeze is so
Nice and I can't take defeat
Like you broke at the spa
She on her knees so I know what she want
Jump high so raise me a bar
They sleep on me
With their arm and they back
You can get up in the mix
Bitch or you can take a nap
Got a gang full of misfits
Put em on the map
Bitch if you ain't talkin business
Shut ya fuckin trap then
Rappin
I was trappin
That was
Back then
Everybody laughing
Through the madness
But the fact is
I'm doing what you haven't
What the fuck happened
I was captain
Breakin backs
Like a bad mattress
In a cabin
Woah
Let me slow down the flow
Muh fucker spitting so cold
Get a coat
Get up on ya feet start movin yo toes
Talk shit get jumped like Mario Bros
I'm sorry y'all broke
I Thought you had a dream
One time they told me gotta see it to believe
And I only see me
So I believe that
Puttin up a 3 with the kneecaps bent
Poof and I'm gone
Proof's in the song
Poof!
Are you?
I have to do that again
DeQuavious Jones
To the principal's office now
Ladies and gentleman
Volume One
Bitch
Aye
Ok
Bitch you can't see me
Like you Stevie
I disappear and come back like a genie
(Poof)
Houdini
Not on the tv
I'm goin hard you too easy
Believe me
I can't decipher
The facts that they feed me
I'd rather heal like Achilles so
I put new tracks on my Heelys
Do wheelies
You feel me
When they tried to kill me
I whipped out the shotty like Willie
I'm sorry I bought some new jeanies
Like Billie
To flex on my city
Cuz shit is high stakes like a philly
These rappers too many
I'm bigger they mini
Like pennies
To quarters
Follow no orders
Pull out my weenie
I get in-betweenie like sorta
That's Nothing I'm short of
I pop a beanie to go up
It's something I'm sure of
They cheer when I show up like Dora
Explorin I'm touring
At 4 in the morning
You bitches Annoying like Orange
I'll show you the door
Keep it open
This beat got me floatin
I'm hoping this leanie
Gon put me to sleep like a coma
You see me you don't
I'm under your seat like it's Oprah
Then I pop up like a genie
They screamin
No reason
To freak on appearance
Shit I ain't a demon I'm Jesus
Yo what's going on boys
This is my fuckin mixtape
This is it right here right now,
Let's make history right now man
Put the mic down
You can't rap like me though
Let's go right now
My mixtape, my beats, my everything!
Get out my face
Get out my face
Get out my face
Get out my face
COME ON!!!
I said they can't find me I'm gone
They ain't got no idea what I be on
You stare at the ground while I'm looking beyond
No it's not obvious
You see what I see from a far
Like a penis
I'm hard
Woah
What do you mean Im a God?
You faker than fraud
Bitch I don't need cars
I'll take yo garage
I'm seeing mirages
I'll paint a picture
While closing my eyelids
It'll be timeless
Watchin the clock
Don't know what time is
Yo bitch got tapped like a stylus
Im makin smoke from my palm
Trees on my island the breeze is so
Nice and I can't take defeat
Like you broke at the spa
She on her knees so I know what she want
Jump high so raise me a bar
They sleep on me
With their arm and they back
You can get up in the mix
Bitch or you can take a nap
Got a gang full of misfits
Put em on the map
Bitch if you ain't talkin business
Shut ya fuckin trap then
Rappin
I was trappin
That was
Back then
Everybody laughing
Through the madness
But the fact is
I'm doing what you haven't
What the fuck happened
I was captain
Breakin backs
Like a bad mattress
In a cabin
Woah
Let me slow down the flow
Muh fucker spitting so cold
Get a coat
Get up on ya feet start movin yo toes
Talk shit get jumped like Mario Bros
I'm sorry y'all broke
I Thought you had a dream
One time they told me gotta see it to believe
And I only see me
So I believe that
Puttin up a 3 with the kneecaps bent
Poof and I'm gone
Proof's in the song
Poof!
Credits
Writer(s): Drew Pieratt, Timothy James Pieratt
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