Llama Language
Yo
Check
Talk big, boy you only thought you was woke
Now I make you recognize you're not what you hoped
I'm on another level at the top of these hoes
Tryna hop up on my channel but you got no remote
Check it
Flow cold, never freeze up
Keep it rolling like a dice you better keep up
If you hatin' on the ice then you can please suck
What?
(HA - deez nuts)
Clean cut
You know that I'm nice with it
Seasoned bars, gotta keep the spice with it
It's an art, and I know how to fight with it
If you got beef you better put some rice with it
I'm an alien steppin' up in the game again
Wreckin' it just the same, I'm insane when I play I play to win
I be raiding in crazy up in the state I'm in
Cranking it up a level my treble up on the gain again
Trust me, you wouldn't wanna face off
You lookin' sus, I'm pretty sure you faked card
You know I'm making people take pause
When I'm jumping in the scene like I'm slamming on the space-bars
I'm the best, high-key, keep it dirty
Give 130 when I murder on the QWERTY
A-track only like I always keep it nerdy
When they swingin' par for course
I be spittin out a birdie
9 iron like I keep my bars hard
Top 12 like I'm in the all stars
Fuck a jack, I done mastered all parts
That's how I'm rolling in the dough - all carbs
Step in, you know nobody's contesting
Depth in every lyric, from my chest and
Jesting, still I got you all impressed
When I murder the mind
I'm one of a kind
They callin' me an X-Men
And you don't even know what's next man
(Yo)
Check
Talk big, boy you only thought you was woke
Now I make you recognize you're not what you hoped
I'm on another level at the top of these hoes
Tryna hop up on my channel but you got no remote
Check it
Flow cold, never freeze up
Keep it rolling like a dice you better keep up
If you hatin' on the ice then you can please suck
What?
(HA - deez nuts)
Clean cut
You know that I'm nice with it
Seasoned bars, gotta keep the spice with it
It's an art, and I know how to fight with it
If you got beef you better put some rice with it
I'm an alien steppin' up in the game again
Wreckin' it just the same, I'm insane when I play I play to win
I be raiding in crazy up in the state I'm in
Cranking it up a level my treble up on the gain again
Trust me, you wouldn't wanna face off
You lookin' sus, I'm pretty sure you faked card
You know I'm making people take pause
When I'm jumping in the scene like I'm slamming on the space-bars
I'm the best, high-key, keep it dirty
Give 130 when I murder on the QWERTY
A-track only like I always keep it nerdy
When they swingin' par for course
I be spittin out a birdie
9 iron like I keep my bars hard
Top 12 like I'm in the all stars
Fuck a jack, I done mastered all parts
That's how I'm rolling in the dough - all carbs
Step in, you know nobody's contesting
Depth in every lyric, from my chest and
Jesting, still I got you all impressed
When I murder the mind
I'm one of a kind
They callin' me an X-Men
And you don't even know what's next man
(Yo)
Credits
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.