Yeah I've been spittin for a minute but I've really been in trouble
With the rhythm with the words syllable verse
Gunshot verse so far though not worse Imma come through and kill the alphabet first
Bet you didn't think I can rap and not curse you were probably right
But that bubble Imma burst flashing 45 chrome drink from the tap and like your deal quarterback
Ratatat on a sack dope slap bone rap bet it all but my bass fat
Don't be sad just face facts oh Lord that bass slaps stare it back and hate rap
I never been able to make stacks you bet Imma change that work
Til I break that smoke then I lay back choke you can't face that hit you with my bass bat
All you do is fake rap til i sleep but bust cap aint coverd in no tats
But I rome I rush past in the night I'm so fast
I'm depressed so I past damn I'm so late
I guess I can't last smoking potion out of that glass with my homies it's a blast
Bet you didn't think I can rap and not curse you were probably right
But that bubble Imma burst flashing 45 chrome drink from the tap
And like your deal quarterback ratatat on a sack dope slap bone rap bet it all
But my bass fat don't be sad just face facts oh Lord that bass slaps stare it back and hate rap
I never been able to make stacks you bet Imma change that work til I break that smoke
Then I lay back choke you can't face that hit you with my bass bat
All you do is fake rap til i sleep but bust cap
Yung Tripp - A Minute (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Yeah I've been spittin for a minute but I've really been in trouble
With the rhythm with the words syllable verse
Gunshot verse so far though not worse Imma come through and kill the alphabet first
Bet you didn't think I can rap and not curse you were probably right
But that bubble Imma burst flashing 45 chrome drink from the tap and like your deal quarterback
Ratatat on a sack dope slap bone rap bet it all but my bass fat
Don't be sad just face facts oh Lord that bass slaps stare it back and hate rap
I never been able to make stacks you bet Imma change that work
Til I break that smoke then I lay back choke you can't face that hit you with my bass bat
All you do is fake rap til i sleep but bust cap aint coverd in no tats
But I rome I rush past in the night I'm so fast
I'm depressed so I past damn I'm so late
I guess I can't last smoking potion out of that glass with my homies it's a blast
Bet you didn't think I can rap and not curse you were probably right
But that bubble Imma burst flashing 45 chrome drink from the tap
And like your deal quarterback ratatat on a sack dope slap bone rap bet it all
But my bass fat don't be sad just face facts oh Lord that bass slaps stare it back and hate rap
I never been able to make stacks you bet Imma change that work til I break that smoke
Then I lay back choke you can't face that hit you with my bass bat
All you do is fake rap til i sleep but bust cap
With the rhythm with the words syllable verse
Gunshot verse so far though not worse Imma come through and kill the alphabet first
Bet you didn't think I can rap and not curse you were probably right
But that bubble Imma burst flashing 45 chrome drink from the tap and like your deal quarterback
Ratatat on a sack dope slap bone rap bet it all but my bass fat
Don't be sad just face facts oh Lord that bass slaps stare it back and hate rap
I never been able to make stacks you bet Imma change that work
Til I break that smoke then I lay back choke you can't face that hit you with my bass bat
All you do is fake rap til i sleep but bust cap aint coverd in no tats
But I rome I rush past in the night I'm so fast
I'm depressed so I past damn I'm so late
I guess I can't last smoking potion out of that glass with my homies it's a blast
Bet you didn't think I can rap and not curse you were probably right
But that bubble Imma burst flashing 45 chrome drink from the tap
And like your deal quarterback ratatat on a sack dope slap bone rap bet it all
But my bass fat don't be sad just face facts oh Lord that bass slaps stare it back and hate rap
I never been able to make stacks you bet Imma change that work til I break that smoke
Then I lay back choke you can't face that hit you with my bass bat
All you do is fake rap til i sleep but bust cap
Writer: Donovan Matute
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