GOLD ROOM
Yeah I'm chilling in the fucking gold room
Bitch I'll beat your ass with an old broom
I'm smoking on some fucking cold shrooms
Bitch don't ask again I already told you
Bitch don't test your luck I control you
Fuck around and turn into the old you
Fuck around and clear out the whole room
Got the gun cocked, leave a hole in you
Run up with the beretta, "Will I got shot?"
You bet ya
Bitch is in the room, gonna stretch ya
Swerving in the car, ends on stretchers
I'm a thug
But I got a nice voice
Like my name is motherfucking fletcher
I've been putting down all the pressure
Got Refresher
I've been taking bitches to school I'm the professor
Like it's Chick-fil-A, it's my pleasure
Ima school these kids like a lecture
Burn the sketchers
Only wearing js, you know I'm a national treasure
Beat the pussy up, I called it Cheshire
Bitch I'm solo, not together
Silent gestures, light as feathers
Yeah a motherfucker line up center
Got the pins and needles, anesthetic
Got the rhymes, they really poetic
The gun sticks to me like electromagnetic
I'm losing the feeling, I'm unsympathetic
We're part of the matrix, everything synthetic
Bitch got good proportions, must the her genetics
Listen to your music, that shit was pathetic
It don't feel authentic
Bitch I ain't influenced
But I'm really fluent
In knocking you off, I can see body fluid
Gotta help my bro, I just told him to do it
Don't get hung up on whoever gets excluded
I'll blow up the house, yeah bitch I'll leave it ruined
Keep up what I'm doing, cause I'm really suited
My history is really god damn deeply rooted
Cause I am the best, and that won't be disputed
It won't be disputed, no one disagrees
Just like hide and seek, I'm chilling in the leafs
I got tattoos on my mfing sleeves
And I killed more people than Keanu Reeves
You can me anything, my name is Gieves
Don't ask about robberies, we're not the thieves
Jk I was lying, we steal like disease
Feel like it's the 60s, voices in the trees
Stepping so hard, my feet start to ache
The barrel ain't static, yeah it's gonna shake
Been going so long, but I ain't take a break
Disrespect me and that is a big time mistake
Run up, let's see how much money I make
I'm taking vacation, but not at the lake
The commas on commas
Avoiding the drama
I call up his mama
Rizz her up the flake.
This bitch be bouncing just like a
Shake-weight
I am number one, in the muhfucking state
I just bought a fresh brand new estate
And I'm not letting you into the gate
You think you're funny, I cannot relate
I'm just too busy getting fucking laid
I don't think I have too much on my plate
Because if I did I'd not be getting paid
I know I'll become just like one of the greats
But I am impatient, I don't wanna wait
I knew I was destined, knew this was my fate
To live life and enjoy all my time till this date
I don't like to lie, I'll just give it up straight
I'm never on time, I always show up late
My rapping ability got an update
Driving the interstate
Take my foot off the brake
I got gold on the cake
All the moolah a rake
Gotta put in my stake
But I'll never eat steak
And I know for a fact everyone else is fake
I'm the one they forsake
But just my own sake
I will lie here awake
Got supreme on my body
While sitting here baked
And I felt the world quake
Damn I almost escaped
What a way the world shaped
If I go any longer, my shit might just break
Yuhh!
I'm sorry bro I just need a second, damn
Bitch I'll beat your ass with an old broom
I'm smoking on some fucking cold shrooms
Bitch don't ask again I already told you
Bitch don't test your luck I control you
Fuck around and turn into the old you
Fuck around and clear out the whole room
Got the gun cocked, leave a hole in you
Run up with the beretta, "Will I got shot?"
You bet ya
Bitch is in the room, gonna stretch ya
Swerving in the car, ends on stretchers
I'm a thug
But I got a nice voice
Like my name is motherfucking fletcher
I've been putting down all the pressure
Got Refresher
I've been taking bitches to school I'm the professor
Like it's Chick-fil-A, it's my pleasure
Ima school these kids like a lecture
Burn the sketchers
Only wearing js, you know I'm a national treasure
Beat the pussy up, I called it Cheshire
Bitch I'm solo, not together
Silent gestures, light as feathers
Yeah a motherfucker line up center
Got the pins and needles, anesthetic
Got the rhymes, they really poetic
The gun sticks to me like electromagnetic
I'm losing the feeling, I'm unsympathetic
We're part of the matrix, everything synthetic
Bitch got good proportions, must the her genetics
Listen to your music, that shit was pathetic
It don't feel authentic
Bitch I ain't influenced
But I'm really fluent
In knocking you off, I can see body fluid
Gotta help my bro, I just told him to do it
Don't get hung up on whoever gets excluded
I'll blow up the house, yeah bitch I'll leave it ruined
Keep up what I'm doing, cause I'm really suited
My history is really god damn deeply rooted
Cause I am the best, and that won't be disputed
It won't be disputed, no one disagrees
Just like hide and seek, I'm chilling in the leafs
I got tattoos on my mfing sleeves
And I killed more people than Keanu Reeves
You can me anything, my name is Gieves
Don't ask about robberies, we're not the thieves
Jk I was lying, we steal like disease
Feel like it's the 60s, voices in the trees
Stepping so hard, my feet start to ache
The barrel ain't static, yeah it's gonna shake
Been going so long, but I ain't take a break
Disrespect me and that is a big time mistake
Run up, let's see how much money I make
I'm taking vacation, but not at the lake
The commas on commas
Avoiding the drama
I call up his mama
Rizz her up the flake.
This bitch be bouncing just like a
Shake-weight
I am number one, in the muhfucking state
I just bought a fresh brand new estate
And I'm not letting you into the gate
You think you're funny, I cannot relate
I'm just too busy getting fucking laid
I don't think I have too much on my plate
Because if I did I'd not be getting paid
I know I'll become just like one of the greats
But I am impatient, I don't wanna wait
I knew I was destined, knew this was my fate
To live life and enjoy all my time till this date
I don't like to lie, I'll just give it up straight
I'm never on time, I always show up late
My rapping ability got an update
Driving the interstate
Take my foot off the brake
I got gold on the cake
All the moolah a rake
Gotta put in my stake
But I'll never eat steak
And I know for a fact everyone else is fake
I'm the one they forsake
But just my own sake
I will lie here awake
Got supreme on my body
While sitting here baked
And I felt the world quake
Damn I almost escaped
What a way the world shaped
If I go any longer, my shit might just break
Yuhh!
I'm sorry bro I just need a second, damn
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