4D

I said I didn't make home base could mean I didn't even eye first base

Take off your jacket cuz it's about to get warm
I'm a hornet, make a blanket with my swarm
Watch your temperature cuz you're turning to poppet corn

My name ain't listening
I just keep weighing in
Tell her I can't hear again and I got tunnel vision
Won't stop swerving
Till we hit the Benz

I'm uneasy
It keeps drowning me
Cuz I'm unhealthily
Used to this philosophy
The apple didn't fell far from the tree
I can't stop thinking about the rock in my knee

Using ing words to describe my c words
Chapstick on my lips while writing this verse
Yall thinking yo this guy is so hurt

I'm honest
I'm humble
Like bumble
So it ain't a promise
I hear the Benz again I need to pit that
You need a sign
No, I didn't need shit that

It might shoulda been from l'ecole
I got it my scolio
Derived from some ostemoto

Paycheck zip zip zipity zip
I ain't learn shit from crip crip crips and crips
All these girls running around with they tik toks
And their tall socks
And their small tops
And the boys drop (The boys drop)
Mentally they are such a slob
Seeing something don't call a cop
Instead hit me with the knock knock
While I turn the big lock
Come inside and use the wiggly knob
Pet my boy chop chop
While I prepare some corn cob
And remember ill let ya knock if ya not a cop

Dude has it already been like forty minutes
What the hell
Where did the time go



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Writer(s): Ethan Gray-greene
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