2024 WINTER CYPHER (No Skit)
It's E to the R-I-C
The one you see before you D-I-E
Please, get off my T-I-P
These stacks getting B-I-G
Need lawyers to free all my G's
Ain't with the typing I'll be on the scene
I ain't with the talking I be like the breeze
Blow em all down and then peel off the street
To say I'm the greatest would not be a lie
Be in the studio locked with the guys
They wanna talk then we poppin' outside
You know it's on sight if the boys gotta slide
I don't need a bitch need to ship out the package
I don't need to trip on some shit cause she capping
She couldn't fit in the Lambo with all of her baggage
It's sad but that shit couldn't happen
Ain't enough room for that shit, just room for the clips
Four in the back and got two on the hip
I can hang out and shoot without losing my grip
I thought I knew it all ain't knew you as a bitch
Why they be acting all goofy and shit
They're mini's of me, I'm the Mickey
You get me? Nobody can do it like this
The proof ain't the pudding, I'll eat up the beat
Watch me chew it and spit
Who is the greatest? Now really please tell me
Who could it be other than Bobby the Sponge
The crowns for the taking, you'll have to just kill me
You couldn't be stopping me before it's done
Overcame everything bull worm and squilly
I wouldn't be pushing me, I got the guns
Live by the switch and you die by the drum
So I wouldn't switch up and start buying the chum
I got baggie of kelp, getting high off the runts
I used to want love, now I'm finding its lust
A ring ain't for me, I'm not tying it once
I might hit it twice and then fly her to lunch
Then D&D mode, I've been typing too much
Sorry girl, I cannot give out my trust
It breaks and I feel like I'm dying for months
Finally realized that I am the one
The pick of the litter, who's spitting it sicker
The make-a-wish kid sitting for their last dinner
I know that it's cold as December
But every line spit is some shit to remember
If you got a watch and a gun, it gets swiped like it's tinder
I'm high as the temperature inside the booth
When I'm chopping the beat up like I carry scissors
Spongy is out, I'll be back in the winter
The judge said I was going to jail
I said, fake news
They can't lock me and my brothers up
Now I've got one more thing to say
Straight out the courtroom, I came in this bitch
Pay out the lawyers, they ain't never missed
I live for the country I'd die for what they always hating and shit
Now ain't that a bitch, it ain't making sense
The bulge in my pants ain't a gun, I'm packing my boy
I'm too rich to be slinging that shit
I'm at the White House with all of the homies
Know I brought the gang in this bitch
Like, what's up, what's up
Look who back, oh yeah, it's Trump
Im with this shits I'll fuck you up
Yo bitch bad mine keep it tucked
They get mad wanna bitch then fuss
That's too bad, but it ain't on us
They done things, but it ain't been much
Cast their stones, but I ain't been touched
I'm too tough, one dick, two nuts
Think that's enough to run this what?
This country, that's the greatest
Tried to sue me, made the payments
Created the way I paved it
Someone tell my mom I made it
I'm just a ruthless kid who's doing stupid shit
But I stayed true to this
Your music shit
The truth of it is I'll fuck around and I'll shoot a bitch
The Krab taught me to move the bricks
Lapped 'em now teacher is the student bitch
Now watch how I go do this shit, ain't new to this
I'm wildin' out in this bitch im jumping
Finally out of that pen, I'm coming
Tried to hide me, they can't do nothing
Make it hit now, they got concussions
Like what, why they tripping on me like a pack of mushrooms
Talk your shit, I'll come back to dust you
Like the patties then I'm screaming, fuck you
You know I'm chum for life
Repping different, you come to fight
I ain't never been nothing nice
Greatest people live the toughest life
This why I stayed down and I found a way up
I done came up, been through shit you couldn't make up
But I'm here, bitch
Let it ride out, I'm not done
I think my time just might've come
I made my life just how I want
I think my wife proud of her love
And her mama proud of her son
Know she gotta be, I'm the one
Who is like me, there ain't a ton
There might just be none
The one you see before you D-I-E
Please, get off my T-I-P
These stacks getting B-I-G
Need lawyers to free all my G's
Ain't with the typing I'll be on the scene
I ain't with the talking I be like the breeze
Blow em all down and then peel off the street
To say I'm the greatest would not be a lie
Be in the studio locked with the guys
They wanna talk then we poppin' outside
You know it's on sight if the boys gotta slide
I don't need a bitch need to ship out the package
I don't need to trip on some shit cause she capping
She couldn't fit in the Lambo with all of her baggage
It's sad but that shit couldn't happen
Ain't enough room for that shit, just room for the clips
Four in the back and got two on the hip
I can hang out and shoot without losing my grip
I thought I knew it all ain't knew you as a bitch
Why they be acting all goofy and shit
They're mini's of me, I'm the Mickey
You get me? Nobody can do it like this
The proof ain't the pudding, I'll eat up the beat
Watch me chew it and spit
Who is the greatest? Now really please tell me
Who could it be other than Bobby the Sponge
The crowns for the taking, you'll have to just kill me
You couldn't be stopping me before it's done
Overcame everything bull worm and squilly
I wouldn't be pushing me, I got the guns
Live by the switch and you die by the drum
So I wouldn't switch up and start buying the chum
I got baggie of kelp, getting high off the runts
I used to want love, now I'm finding its lust
A ring ain't for me, I'm not tying it once
I might hit it twice and then fly her to lunch
Then D&D mode, I've been typing too much
Sorry girl, I cannot give out my trust
It breaks and I feel like I'm dying for months
Finally realized that I am the one
The pick of the litter, who's spitting it sicker
The make-a-wish kid sitting for their last dinner
I know that it's cold as December
But every line spit is some shit to remember
If you got a watch and a gun, it gets swiped like it's tinder
I'm high as the temperature inside the booth
When I'm chopping the beat up like I carry scissors
Spongy is out, I'll be back in the winter
The judge said I was going to jail
I said, fake news
They can't lock me and my brothers up
Now I've got one more thing to say
Straight out the courtroom, I came in this bitch
Pay out the lawyers, they ain't never missed
I live for the country I'd die for what they always hating and shit
Now ain't that a bitch, it ain't making sense
The bulge in my pants ain't a gun, I'm packing my boy
I'm too rich to be slinging that shit
I'm at the White House with all of the homies
Know I brought the gang in this bitch
Like, what's up, what's up
Look who back, oh yeah, it's Trump
Im with this shits I'll fuck you up
Yo bitch bad mine keep it tucked
They get mad wanna bitch then fuss
That's too bad, but it ain't on us
They done things, but it ain't been much
Cast their stones, but I ain't been touched
I'm too tough, one dick, two nuts
Think that's enough to run this what?
This country, that's the greatest
Tried to sue me, made the payments
Created the way I paved it
Someone tell my mom I made it
I'm just a ruthless kid who's doing stupid shit
But I stayed true to this
Your music shit
The truth of it is I'll fuck around and I'll shoot a bitch
The Krab taught me to move the bricks
Lapped 'em now teacher is the student bitch
Now watch how I go do this shit, ain't new to this
I'm wildin' out in this bitch im jumping
Finally out of that pen, I'm coming
Tried to hide me, they can't do nothing
Make it hit now, they got concussions
Like what, why they tripping on me like a pack of mushrooms
Talk your shit, I'll come back to dust you
Like the patties then I'm screaming, fuck you
You know I'm chum for life
Repping different, you come to fight
I ain't never been nothing nice
Greatest people live the toughest life
This why I stayed down and I found a way up
I done came up, been through shit you couldn't make up
But I'm here, bitch
Let it ride out, I'm not done
I think my time just might've come
I made my life just how I want
I think my wife proud of her love
And her mama proud of her son
Know she gotta be, I'm the one
Who is like me, there ain't a ton
There might just be none
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