Middle East

Said rap is dead?? say hi to you father
I do every genre i could rap and sing after
I dropped out of school and went to the stu
Young and rich, you can call me blu
Hear my lines, you gonn' think i smoke biscotti
Scottie, pipin
So many shawties, i don't even pimp 'em
Don't yell in my house and then she did listened
Ayy words after words
Don't fw with no shawty don't fw no girl
I would never give birth to a nerd
Wtf is he gonna do to my name
Need a mclaren, the one like a bird
All of my homies, we all getting bread
These perks makes me itchy please pass me some syrup
Don't got no feelings yeah lil bitch I'm numb

Slattt slattt slattt slattt slatt she gotta be scared if i slide (she just out side)
I think i love promethazine she know when I fk I don't stop(when i was in the hill)
I don't have no strength for this hoes she know I ain't fking a thot
Yeah she sipping this lean, she tell me what she wanna do cause I pop

Racks racks racks racks racks, i make this shit look so easy
Middle east bih, nutted on her smile so she call me habibi
I switch up like lil uzi vert, i can switch voices and even the rhythm
I write my lines out of nothing, I write my songs for no reason
I could barely say i grew in the trenches
Don't tell 'em yo business, them bitches be snitching
I wake up I work and i eat then i repeat
I want me a bag and a car with no engine
Not michael but i got this diamonds dancing
I'm a real nigga, who you'll never caught lacking
I win every match, I'm always gonn' win
The mvp, i'm the best you'll ever see



Credits
Writer(s): Benard Charles
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