Rap It Up

Stutter on my words
Yeah yeah

Smoking them herbs
Yeah yeah

Oh shit

Roll me an eighth and I'm facing it
Put the shit down when I'm feeling it
I'm getting busy and getting to the paper
I'm slim not shady you know that shit

I don't claim to be a gangster
Just a cool kid got problems with anger
Hot head serving my hater a bullet
I'm packing a shotty and I'm going to pull it

My remi 870 under the couch
Slug shot in it put it in your mouth
That's what'll happen you run on my house
Pick up the pump blowe blowe

Blowing your face off leave you decapitated
I'm a master at this but just do the basics
Your bitch on my IG
Doubling tapping my pics and then she start masturbating

I'm eating these beats like a cannibal
Do cannonball turn to animal
Damn my flow overall better then all of y'alls
Ringing my line but I'm busy can't pick up the call

I'm still showing love and support
Because that shits important
But I don't see anyone coming close to the songs
I be recording
Or at any performance

I say let's get it
Then rap it up
They told me to spazz
I rapped it up
Put me on go
So I rap it up
I do a whole lot
Of that rapping stuff
I say let's get it
Then rap it up
You do a whole lot
Of that capping stuff
Get lapped on the track
When I'm rapping such

Aye I judo kick you in the face
If you is talking some shit
Let me go thrift come back with some drip
Got my name in your mouth how does it taste
Delici

Uh
I am like Thanos with the stones
Big dope smoke know I pack a cone
Getting high and spitting off the dome
Should've recorded this on my phone

You really don't want no beef
No joker
My homies is steezy my mother a toker
Pass me some weed
And some dark liquor
I'll get torn up on this sofa

I cannot fuck with you bitches
I'm on my game
And out of your league
You bitches is fans
And don't really be catching my interest
You could still catch these hands

My rapping get violent
If you violating
How I'm styling
Smiling
While I be beating your skull till your silent
Sad song I'm buy your momma a violin
I never really gave a fuck
About an opinion
About who I was
About who am
Peanut butter I'm nuts oh shit this shit my jam

I say let's get it
Then rap it up
They told me to spazz
I rapped it up
Put me on go
So I rap it up
I do a whole lot
Of that rapping stuff
I say let's get it
Then rap it up
You do a whole lot
Of that capping stuff
Get lapped on the track
When I'm rapping such

Coming at your with this God flow
Painting a picture they call me Picasso
I'm more like Da Vinci the way I get into specifics
Scratching the surface whenever my nerves itching
I keep it mellow
And kick it with Mallow Vera
Yeah Maggie be chilling
He bringing the terror
Zae pulling up with the za
My flow going gerrata-ta-ta-ta
Keeping it clean nah not for a second
It's best if you not disrespecting
My rapping explicit
You tripping better find you an exit
Or I'm going to write little bitch on your grave when you die
My rapping is deadly
Climb in your casket just to keep you company
Rapping about wrapping up mummies
And getting this money
What the fuck else do you want from me
Woah
I got a flow that's like flame on a stove
The beats that I'm eating I own
Made them when I was alone
Then got into my zone
I'm the best in this bitch
Yeah I'm fly like a drone
Ain't no competition for me
I am a beast
That feast on beats
You cannot get you a feature
Because I cannot take chance rapping with someone that's weak

Damn

Rap it up
Told me I'm killing it
Rap it up
Told me I killed it
I rapped it up
Yeah
I go an kill it
And rap it up
I go an get it
Then rap it up



Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Klimczak
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