Same Hat
Them boys flat earthers, we spin his block and show him different
He was atheist he saw that chop but now he best believe
I'm a Crete surfer if I smell blood get to rippin
You writing long articles I tote extended magazines
Now they glazing like they work at Krispy Kreme
You beat your meat I beat my feet
They tried to treat me like a meme
Every opp got cold feet
Money large whole wheat
He hit the ground like Jake brown I send the opps 50 feet wadddlllttt
Catch a opp and exercise the second amendment right that I don't have
Life a highway I drive like a rascal but I ain't catching flatts
Only time I cut corners the curb watch me skrt the black
On a tour bus used to ask for rides home from tamarac
I took that bitch to Mr Chow you took that hoe to shake shack
My homeboy had an ego death and he ain't get to shake back
Ask me if I'm really a Jew why the fuck would I fake that
Started a whole career and I did it all in the same hat
I carry pistols like I'm licensed every hat was righteous
Nitro circus mid life crisis like jeleel I'm biking
That boy a gangster in the macro world you are not a Viking
They keep tryna beef with me I'm a motherfucking bison
They were throwing Shade till that treehouse got struck by lightning
Your favorite rapper ass rapping shit that other people writing
He went to the lock and he ain't see his money back
My bitch got a onion booty you can keep the honey pack
Golden ticket on his top show him what the slugworth
I put money into smoke I feel like Berner and I keep one
And that bitch for tha streets and the suburbs wadddlllttt
I'm fucking anything with legs bih murder
Them boys flat earthers, we spin his block and show him different
He was atheist he saw that chop but now he best believe
I'm a Crete surfer if I smell blood get to rippin
You writing long articles I tote extended magazines
Now they glazing like they work at Krispy Kreme you beat your meat
I beat my feet they tried to treat me like a meme
Every opp got cold feet
Money large whole wheat
He hit the ground like Jake brown I send the opps 50 feet wadddlllttt
He was atheist he saw that chop but now he best believe
I'm a Crete surfer if I smell blood get to rippin
You writing long articles I tote extended magazines
Now they glazing like they work at Krispy Kreme
You beat your meat I beat my feet
They tried to treat me like a meme
Every opp got cold feet
Money large whole wheat
He hit the ground like Jake brown I send the opps 50 feet wadddlllttt
Catch a opp and exercise the second amendment right that I don't have
Life a highway I drive like a rascal but I ain't catching flatts
Only time I cut corners the curb watch me skrt the black
On a tour bus used to ask for rides home from tamarac
I took that bitch to Mr Chow you took that hoe to shake shack
My homeboy had an ego death and he ain't get to shake back
Ask me if I'm really a Jew why the fuck would I fake that
Started a whole career and I did it all in the same hat
I carry pistols like I'm licensed every hat was righteous
Nitro circus mid life crisis like jeleel I'm biking
That boy a gangster in the macro world you are not a Viking
They keep tryna beef with me I'm a motherfucking bison
They were throwing Shade till that treehouse got struck by lightning
Your favorite rapper ass rapping shit that other people writing
He went to the lock and he ain't see his money back
My bitch got a onion booty you can keep the honey pack
Golden ticket on his top show him what the slugworth
I put money into smoke I feel like Berner and I keep one
And that bitch for tha streets and the suburbs wadddlllttt
I'm fucking anything with legs bih murder
Them boys flat earthers, we spin his block and show him different
He was atheist he saw that chop but now he best believe
I'm a Crete surfer if I smell blood get to rippin
You writing long articles I tote extended magazines
Now they glazing like they work at Krispy Kreme you beat your meat
I beat my feet they tried to treat me like a meme
Every opp got cold feet
Money large whole wheat
He hit the ground like Jake brown I send the opps 50 feet wadddlllttt
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Writer(s): Rami Casey, Benjamin Pavlon
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