(Uh Huh. Yeah)
Okay, first things first man you f*cking with the worst
I'm playing in the front I bring the ruckus with this verse
They're, sweating buckets, clutching on their purse
The mortician tucking in their shirt, stuff em in a hearse
For what it's worth, DJ Wonder on the cut
Plus the cut makes you wonder what it's worth
It's on the arm when you from under the dirt
Going dumb on these drums like
(Uh)
I been around for a minute now
What can I say? I'm just a simple guy, I like it when my shit is loud
I give a f*ck about a critic now
Judging me like I'm a criminal but never been to trial
Open your mouth cause I'm well endowed
I'm hella proud that you'll never live ta tell about him selling out
I got you jealous of this fella now
You proud of me, right?
Cause everyone who doubted me like
(Syke)
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I can't front yo you nice, b
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't saying you the best but you might be
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't heard it like that since the 90s
(It ain't '96)
(Well I guess what they say is true)
So, if you don't like me
F*ck you, bite me
No cap, I does what I like
I mean what I say, I trust what I write
Plus it's a must that I fight with all of my might
Despite what the hype is
I'ma, be the change that I wanna see
Defeat the lames and the wannabes
Is anybody real?
I'll break you like a twenty dollar bill
And keep the change in my dungarees
(Uh)
But the game has been under siege
Wonder please, they've been waiting for one of these
You're throwing shade?
I'm chillin and your bae is my company
Lying by the shade in the summer breeze under trees
If you even think you can f*ck with me
Garble up these nuts till you taste my famunda cheese
Make sure that you swallow don't spit
I know you don't wanna say it but you gotta admit
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I can't front yo you nice, b
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't saying you the best but you might be
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't heard it like that since the 90s
(You might be right)
(Well I guess what they say is true)
So, if you don't like me
F*ck you bite me
Bite me
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(Uh Huh. Yeah)
Okay, first things first man you f*cking with the worst
I'm playing in the front I bring the ruckus with this verse
They're, sweating buckets, clutching on their purse
The mortician tucking in their shirt, stuff em in a hearse
For what it's worth, DJ Wonder on the cut
Plus the cut makes you wonder what it's worth
It's on the arm when you from under the dirt
Going dumb on these drums like
(Uh)
I been around for a minute now
What can I say? I'm just a simple guy, I like it when my shit is loud
I give a f*ck about a critic now
Judging me like I'm a criminal but never been to trial
Open your mouth cause I'm well endowed
I'm hella proud that you'll never live ta tell about him selling out
I got you jealous of this fella now
You proud of me, right?
Cause everyone who doubted me like
(Syke)
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I can't front yo you nice, b
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't saying you the best but you might be
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't heard it like that since the 90s
(It ain't '96)
(Well I guess what they say is true)
So, if you don't like me
F*ck you, bite me
No cap, I does what I like
I mean what I say, I trust what I write
Plus it's a must that I fight with all of my might
Despite what the hype is
I'ma, be the change that I wanna see
Defeat the lames and the wannabes
Is anybody real?
I'll break you like a twenty dollar bill
And keep the change in my dungarees
(Uh)
But the game has been under siege
Wonder please, they've been waiting for one of these
You're throwing shade?
I'm chillin and your bae is my company
Lying by the shade in the summer breeze under trees
If you even think you can f*ck with me
Garble up these nuts till you taste my famunda cheese
Make sure that you swallow don't spit
I know you don't wanna say it but you gotta admit
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I can't front yo you nice, b
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't saying you the best but you might be
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't heard it like that since the 90s
(You might be right)
(Well I guess what they say is true)
So, if you don't like me
F*ck you bite me
Bite me
Okay, first things first man you f*cking with the worst
I'm playing in the front I bring the ruckus with this verse
They're, sweating buckets, clutching on their purse
The mortician tucking in their shirt, stuff em in a hearse
For what it's worth, DJ Wonder on the cut
Plus the cut makes you wonder what it's worth
It's on the arm when you from under the dirt
Going dumb on these drums like
(Uh)
I been around for a minute now
What can I say? I'm just a simple guy, I like it when my shit is loud
I give a f*ck about a critic now
Judging me like I'm a criminal but never been to trial
Open your mouth cause I'm well endowed
I'm hella proud that you'll never live ta tell about him selling out
I got you jealous of this fella now
You proud of me, right?
Cause everyone who doubted me like
(Syke)
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I can't front yo you nice, b
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't saying you the best but you might be
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't heard it like that since the 90s
(It ain't '96)
(Well I guess what they say is true)
So, if you don't like me
F*ck you, bite me
No cap, I does what I like
I mean what I say, I trust what I write
Plus it's a must that I fight with all of my might
Despite what the hype is
I'ma, be the change that I wanna see
Defeat the lames and the wannabes
Is anybody real?
I'll break you like a twenty dollar bill
And keep the change in my dungarees
(Uh)
But the game has been under siege
Wonder please, they've been waiting for one of these
You're throwing shade?
I'm chillin and your bae is my company
Lying by the shade in the summer breeze under trees
If you even think you can f*ck with me
Garble up these nuts till you taste my famunda cheese
Make sure that you swallow don't spit
I know you don't wanna say it but you gotta admit
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I can't front yo you nice, b
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't saying you the best but you might be
(Well I guess what they say is true)
I ain't heard it like that since the 90s
(You might be right)
(Well I guess what they say is true)
So, if you don't like me
F*ck you bite me
Bite me
Writer: Robert Joseph
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