Lol
Fuck
It's not me it's you
Cuz I put in hella work
If one more person try this shit
Then I'ma go fuckin berserk
You made this banana split
So we talkin' just deserts
I can't even trust nobody
So I'll put the money first
Back in time
It was me
All alone by myself
I secured my place in heaven
So right now I'll give 'em um hell
They hit me up
Like LO
Bitch take the other L
Your shit so bad it got me laughing
Lmao lol
Whatchu want bitch?
Tryna be the man
Fuck a gender role
Band the fucking band
To do all things in general
I'm kinda like a general
You hanging out like genitals
I'm workin' to the decimal
Cuz I could never let it go
Label me incredible
I'm still independent though
Kinda like a star
So you're gonna need a telescope
Got a lotta scars
From the time I had to cut the rope
Zeptolab
Om Nom beats like it's cut the rope
Track like a runner
Cuz I bolt motherfuckers
Clouded vision upper cutter
For the times I would stutter
Yeah I'm cleaning out the gutter
Critics crumble at the clutter
Cuz I'm acting as a buffer
While I'm stunting for the stutters
Like damn
Back when I would clam
Almost drowned for the pearl in my hands
Toucan Sam, they was loopy as shit
Burning angel wings, I rose outta the Pit
Don't think I can raise the bar pretty sure it's an orphan
Never played sports but I'm somehow courting
I'm engaged to the game she my fiancé
Give a fuck bout the fame or if I get paid
Run that shit when I pick up the pace
Let these rappers air out like a bag of Lays
Yeah I'll chip 'em off just like whomps block
Told 'em when I'm rapping wear sun block
I got that shine flow for real
Let's make a deal
I will appeal
Go get a seal
I do not feel
No happy meal
No Key & Peele
It's time to heel
We are not friends
Can't make amends
Just set a trend
It's evident
It's excellent
No omelet
Like I'ma let
Them get the cred
Kirb um like a waddle dee
Acrobatic Ty Lee
Told 'em all that they could be
Anything they wanna be
Standing like isosceles
Even though they mocking me
I know that they processing
I'ma fucking prodigy,
Coaching pedagogy
While they groaning
While they honing
And I'm swinging at 'em
No banana, Seth Rogan
Hannah wrecking ball, on the beat till it's broken
Reverse Heimlich, way I leave a rapper chocking,
Had to make um wait, way my GBA is loading
Even with no weight, yeah my GPA is loaded
I'm flowing like an ocean
And I'm lovin' that they're loathing
They was using slots, while it took me one token
Break it down like erosion
Strike 'em down like it's bowling
Grass is greener way I'm mowin'
I'm not stopping semicolon
Got the venue ready surin'
Origami way they foldin'
Fort Knox cuz we golden
Speed it up for a moment
Y'all mad about a ghost
Even though you fucking ghost
Flailing like a cockroach
Trapped in a jar of mayo
Yeah you lack self control
Might be time for me to go
You can find a way to cope
Killin' shit with The Varos
Time to make my dreams a reality
Struggled for years just to rap with ease
Now I treat this shit like a factory
Bars pop out automatically
Always feel like everybody made at me
People move on and it's sad to see
Young and dumb so we wrote that LLB
Since then we've grown in maturity
It's not me it's you
Cuz I put in hella work
If one more person try this shit
Then I'ma go fuckin berserk
You made this banana split
So we talkin' just deserts
I can't even trust nobody
So I'll put the money first,
Back in time
It was me
All alone by myself
I secured my place in heaven
So right now I'll give 'em um hell
They hit me up
Like LO
Bitch take the other L
Your shit so bad it got me laughing
Lmao lol
It's not me it's you
Cuz I put in hella work
If one more person try this shit
Then I'ma go fuckin berserk
You made this banana split
So we talkin' just deserts
I can't even trust nobody
So I'll put the money first
Back in time
It was me
All alone by myself
I secured my place in heaven
So right now I'll give 'em um hell
They hit me up
Like LO
Bitch take the other L
Your shit so bad it got me laughing
Lmao lol
Whatchu want bitch?
Tryna be the man
Fuck a gender role
Band the fucking band
To do all things in general
I'm kinda like a general
You hanging out like genitals
I'm workin' to the decimal
Cuz I could never let it go
Label me incredible
I'm still independent though
Kinda like a star
So you're gonna need a telescope
Got a lotta scars
From the time I had to cut the rope
Zeptolab
Om Nom beats like it's cut the rope
Track like a runner
Cuz I bolt motherfuckers
Clouded vision upper cutter
For the times I would stutter
Yeah I'm cleaning out the gutter
Critics crumble at the clutter
Cuz I'm acting as a buffer
While I'm stunting for the stutters
Like damn
Back when I would clam
Almost drowned for the pearl in my hands
Toucan Sam, they was loopy as shit
Burning angel wings, I rose outta the Pit
Don't think I can raise the bar pretty sure it's an orphan
Never played sports but I'm somehow courting
I'm engaged to the game she my fiancé
Give a fuck bout the fame or if I get paid
Run that shit when I pick up the pace
Let these rappers air out like a bag of Lays
Yeah I'll chip 'em off just like whomps block
Told 'em when I'm rapping wear sun block
I got that shine flow for real
Let's make a deal
I will appeal
Go get a seal
I do not feel
No happy meal
No Key & Peele
It's time to heel
We are not friends
Can't make amends
Just set a trend
It's evident
It's excellent
No omelet
Like I'ma let
Them get the cred
Kirb um like a waddle dee
Acrobatic Ty Lee
Told 'em all that they could be
Anything they wanna be
Standing like isosceles
Even though they mocking me
I know that they processing
I'ma fucking prodigy,
Coaching pedagogy
While they groaning
While they honing
And I'm swinging at 'em
No banana, Seth Rogan
Hannah wrecking ball, on the beat till it's broken
Reverse Heimlich, way I leave a rapper chocking,
Had to make um wait, way my GBA is loading
Even with no weight, yeah my GPA is loaded
I'm flowing like an ocean
And I'm lovin' that they're loathing
They was using slots, while it took me one token
Break it down like erosion
Strike 'em down like it's bowling
Grass is greener way I'm mowin'
I'm not stopping semicolon
Got the venue ready surin'
Origami way they foldin'
Fort Knox cuz we golden
Speed it up for a moment
Y'all mad about a ghost
Even though you fucking ghost
Flailing like a cockroach
Trapped in a jar of mayo
Yeah you lack self control
Might be time for me to go
You can find a way to cope
Killin' shit with The Varos
Time to make my dreams a reality
Struggled for years just to rap with ease
Now I treat this shit like a factory
Bars pop out automatically
Always feel like everybody made at me
People move on and it's sad to see
Young and dumb so we wrote that LLB
Since then we've grown in maturity
It's not me it's you
Cuz I put in hella work
If one more person try this shit
Then I'ma go fuckin berserk
You made this banana split
So we talkin' just deserts
I can't even trust nobody
So I'll put the money first,
Back in time
It was me
All alone by myself
I secured my place in heaven
So right now I'll give 'em um hell
They hit me up
Like LO
Bitch take the other L
Your shit so bad it got me laughing
Lmao lol
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Writer(s): Matthew Torres
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