No no, no no
Coming back to my mothership
Kids be on some other shit
They ain't on my team, ain't no huddle, shit
So my keys be on some other ship
Blowing smoke like a funnel, you
Throwing shade for a buck on 'gram
Come and ask me how my commas do
Keeping low, but my gun on stand
That one, homie, you don't understand
I ain't got a clique, I ain't got a clan
No bulldog like The Son of Sam
But I'll gut a rhyme from the gutter, damn
I ain't finna stop 'till this son a man
Dropping bodies like the Hoover Dam
'Bout to stand up, call me funny man
Busy bee, proper honey man
Silly me, I figured they can spit
I can't see one like a bishop did
I want a real one with a real voice
That can lay a bar like a vicar did
With a new sound that he fiddles with
And that default he can kill 'em with
Not a refold of those before, bad opening
Your rewrites I'm sad to say I'm still coping with
All respawns I got a D for, like a queens pawn I'm still going in
You got half a board be wise
You got half a board, 9 wives
You got half a board, but you choose the same
Ton of blind eyes
New flex with a face tat
Xanny, Addy, Molly, green vape
IG with a blue check
At lit like a V shape
Got an M coming next like an L do
Lil D, show them how that do
And I'm hoping that they won't forget you
And I'm hoping you won't be the next dude
On the street, 'cause you know clout ain't food
Think you're gonna last, you know that ain't true
With a pink dread, you know that ain't you
Give it a week, you know they'll hate you
You got half a board, but you can not hold
Much in your mind, what that head on for
You got 20 moves, but you choose the same
As these 20 dudes and ya'll look the same
I'm saying try it all and you'll rule the game
Take 20 home and put 'em all in lane
That's half a board
That's half a board, don't put it all on fame
Where the Joker at, don't put it all on Bane
Where the Rakims at, don't put it all on Kane
Where the 50s at, don't put it all on Game
Where the Migos at, don't put it all on Mane
When the Sun come up, don't put it all on rain, man
When the Sun come up, don't put it all on rain, damn
You got half a board be wise
You got half a board, 9 wives
You got half a board, but you choose the same
Ton of blind eyes
You got half a board, but you choose the same
Ton of blind eyes
Out
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No no, no no
Coming back to my mothership
Kids be on some other shit
They ain't on my team, ain't no huddle, shit
So my keys be on some other ship
Blowing smoke like a funnel, you
Throwing shade for a buck on 'gram
Come and ask me how my commas do
Keeping low, but my gun on stand
That one, homie, you don't understand
I ain't got a clique, I ain't got a clan
No bulldog like The Son of Sam
But I'll gut a rhyme from the gutter, damn
I ain't finna stop 'till this son a man
Dropping bodies like the Hoover Dam
'Bout to stand up, call me funny man
Busy bee, proper honey man
Silly me, I figured they can spit
I can't see one like a bishop did
I want a real one with a real voice
That can lay a bar like a vicar did
With a new sound that he fiddles with
And that default he can kill 'em with
Not a refold of those before, bad opening
Your rewrites I'm sad to say I'm still coping with
All respawns I got a D for, like a queens pawn I'm still going in
You got half a board be wise
You got half a board, 9 wives
You got half a board, but you choose the same
Ton of blind eyes
New flex with a face tat
Xanny, Addy, Molly, green vape
IG with a blue check
At lit like a V shape
Got an M coming next like an L do
Lil D, show them how that do
And I'm hoping that they won't forget you
And I'm hoping you won't be the next dude
On the street, 'cause you know clout ain't food
Think you're gonna last, you know that ain't true
With a pink dread, you know that ain't you
Give it a week, you know they'll hate you
You got half a board, but you can not hold
Much in your mind, what that head on for
You got 20 moves, but you choose the same
As these 20 dudes and ya'll look the same
I'm saying try it all and you'll rule the game
Take 20 home and put 'em all in lane
That's half a board
That's half a board, don't put it all on fame
Where the Joker at, don't put it all on Bane
Where the Rakims at, don't put it all on Kane
Where the 50s at, don't put it all on Game
Where the Migos at, don't put it all on Mane
When the Sun come up, don't put it all on rain, man
When the Sun come up, don't put it all on rain, damn
You got half a board be wise
You got half a board, 9 wives
You got half a board, but you choose the same
Ton of blind eyes
You got half a board, but you choose the same
Ton of blind eyes
Out
Coming back to my mothership
Kids be on some other shit
They ain't on my team, ain't no huddle, shit
So my keys be on some other ship
Blowing smoke like a funnel, you
Throwing shade for a buck on 'gram
Come and ask me how my commas do
Keeping low, but my gun on stand
That one, homie, you don't understand
I ain't got a clique, I ain't got a clan
No bulldog like The Son of Sam
But I'll gut a rhyme from the gutter, damn
I ain't finna stop 'till this son a man
Dropping bodies like the Hoover Dam
'Bout to stand up, call me funny man
Busy bee, proper honey man
Silly me, I figured they can spit
I can't see one like a bishop did
I want a real one with a real voice
That can lay a bar like a vicar did
With a new sound that he fiddles with
And that default he can kill 'em with
Not a refold of those before, bad opening
Your rewrites I'm sad to say I'm still coping with
All respawns I got a D for, like a queens pawn I'm still going in
You got half a board be wise
You got half a board, 9 wives
You got half a board, but you choose the same
Ton of blind eyes
New flex with a face tat
Xanny, Addy, Molly, green vape
IG with a blue check
At lit like a V shape
Got an M coming next like an L do
Lil D, show them how that do
And I'm hoping that they won't forget you
And I'm hoping you won't be the next dude
On the street, 'cause you know clout ain't food
Think you're gonna last, you know that ain't true
With a pink dread, you know that ain't you
Give it a week, you know they'll hate you
You got half a board, but you can not hold
Much in your mind, what that head on for
You got 20 moves, but you choose the same
As these 20 dudes and ya'll look the same
I'm saying try it all and you'll rule the game
Take 20 home and put 'em all in lane
That's half a board
That's half a board, don't put it all on fame
Where the Joker at, don't put it all on Bane
Where the Rakims at, don't put it all on Kane
Where the 50s at, don't put it all on Game
Where the Migos at, don't put it all on Mane
When the Sun come up, don't put it all on rain, man
When the Sun come up, don't put it all on rain, damn
You got half a board be wise
You got half a board, 9 wives
You got half a board, but you choose the same
Ton of blind eyes
You got half a board, but you choose the same
Ton of blind eyes
Out
Writer: Pedja Bunjevac
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid