Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah No but in all seriousness, I'm the best rapper alive
You could be the back then and I’ll be the now High as Neverland I'm Peter Pan, we'll keep it down I got ya wig and ya man and ya nosey That should be enough to keep a clown on her toseys Look, Reddit, I gets my credit I fleek my brows and I lay my edges Keep my crowd and I pay my dues Blood red bottoms, you da lady in the shoe We pop the bottles while you getting all the booze Every day I brush another nigga like rouge I’ll take the L that the chicken had to ooze I ooze when they look at my boobs Look at my ass Look at my crew Look at yourself now Look at your goons Look at all the views that I got on one tune now Tell me who the queen and who making all the rules Rock to my shit Flock to my shit This is my flow, putting a lock on my shit Fuck all of the games, but I’ma bottle my shit You never could step, hop walk to my shit Big joint shit like it make big coin Give a bitch a red dot, sharper than a pin point Bring bacon back home like a big oink Gold digger Chewing out your pocket, that’s a bit coin
Seems like you need some juice All y’all should ween off pills Somebody needs some chill (Somebody needs some milk) Make hits, I drop it simple My boys got white like dental Your rhymes, you bought like rental I don’t make pop like pimple
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