Planet of the Apes
K2 you made this one, Ha, Yeah
Alright what the fuck?
RizzyGotTheHeat, Cmon
Ayy
You can't compete but you do what you can so all you do is hate
I called no huddle in this shit been moving play by play
A begging bitch who be a choosing bitch some shit that I can't take
Got so much Bape could say the way I'm coming Planet of the Apes
You think I did this for revenge? I say it's for my sake
You look surprised but all this shit just standard to my traits
He swore to God and still he told a lie while staring to my face
I stand on what I say ain't no façade you scared to say your fate
Even though all the odds against me I'm gon' make some shake
I cut some out to make a certain bond I know that ain't gon' break
You think that I play for the Bengals I Jamar chase my pape
No I don't got no time to get entangled no not today
My team like the Fab-Five how we ball out
Tryin' not to wake the neighbors up but this shit all loud
Ain't no rules just keep it a hundred we don't call fouls
When it's my time to go just know for sure I'm going all out
Know you won't catch me laying there if I fall down
Some-Some would call me The/Shit those my pronouns
And how the fuck y'all beefing one week but that's your dawg now?
The only scale I'm on is weed weight I don't do dog pounds
I ain't the type to give the benefit of no doubts
No I don't even need a backup plan this shit won't go south
Gon' cut a secret spot inside that bag call it a dope pouch
Yo brother did you how I'll do my shows, he done sold out
If I don't profit by us talking that's end of discussion
Go Soviet bout that bag no question I'm rushin'
You don't really buy shit with them though you just flexing yo hundreds
50/50 chance that something happen I'm pressing the button
Keep your eyes on your own paper that might get you something
Yo ship already sailed its course, stop trying to rescue whats sunken
I bet you this, I bet you that, stop making assumptions
You ain't know me then, don't know me now, or what that I'm becoming
Somebody need to call OT cause that shit ain't gon' cut it
I'll start selling weed before I ever work selling McNuggets
It's strings attached inside that deal can't play me like no puppet
Ain't never had shit like I have it now, no wonder why I'm stunting
Ha, Yeah
Fuck
Oh my fucking God
Haha
Alright what the fuck?
RizzyGotTheHeat, Cmon
Ayy
You can't compete but you do what you can so all you do is hate
I called no huddle in this shit been moving play by play
A begging bitch who be a choosing bitch some shit that I can't take
Got so much Bape could say the way I'm coming Planet of the Apes
You think I did this for revenge? I say it's for my sake
You look surprised but all this shit just standard to my traits
He swore to God and still he told a lie while staring to my face
I stand on what I say ain't no façade you scared to say your fate
Even though all the odds against me I'm gon' make some shake
I cut some out to make a certain bond I know that ain't gon' break
You think that I play for the Bengals I Jamar chase my pape
No I don't got no time to get entangled no not today
My team like the Fab-Five how we ball out
Tryin' not to wake the neighbors up but this shit all loud
Ain't no rules just keep it a hundred we don't call fouls
When it's my time to go just know for sure I'm going all out
Know you won't catch me laying there if I fall down
Some-Some would call me The/Shit those my pronouns
And how the fuck y'all beefing one week but that's your dawg now?
The only scale I'm on is weed weight I don't do dog pounds
I ain't the type to give the benefit of no doubts
No I don't even need a backup plan this shit won't go south
Gon' cut a secret spot inside that bag call it a dope pouch
Yo brother did you how I'll do my shows, he done sold out
If I don't profit by us talking that's end of discussion
Go Soviet bout that bag no question I'm rushin'
You don't really buy shit with them though you just flexing yo hundreds
50/50 chance that something happen I'm pressing the button
Keep your eyes on your own paper that might get you something
Yo ship already sailed its course, stop trying to rescue whats sunken
I bet you this, I bet you that, stop making assumptions
You ain't know me then, don't know me now, or what that I'm becoming
Somebody need to call OT cause that shit ain't gon' cut it
I'll start selling weed before I ever work selling McNuggets
It's strings attached inside that deal can't play me like no puppet
Ain't never had shit like I have it now, no wonder why I'm stunting
Ha, Yeah
Fuck
Oh my fucking God
Haha
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Writer(s): Drayce Ayers
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