Lefty_;c-9873891 said:Go figure;c-9873795 said:Lefty_;c-9873745 said:Go figure;c-9873687 said:Lefty_;c-9873669 said:Go figure;c-9873628 said:KnowReasonForPeace;c-9873124 said:Nobody listens to this shit now.
Tho i agree with this post 100% this shit gettin undeserved hate
4 top tier performers on 1 track. I actually think it deserves more hate.
Explain
Check the lyrical dexterities B.
First name ever
Last name greatest
Like a broke ankle
Boy I ain't nothin to play wit
Okay, hello, it's the Martian,
Space Jam Jordans
I want this shit forever,
wake up and smell the garden
Fresher than the harvest,
step up to the target
If I had one guess,
then I guess I'm just New Orleans
Um, you're such a fuckin' loser
He ain't even go to class: Bueller
Trade the Grammy plaques just to have my granny back
Remember she had that bad hip like a fanny pack?
I used to have hood dreams, big fame, big chains
I stuck my dick inside this life until that bitch came
And went hard, all fall like the ball teams
Just so I can make it rain all spring
You dealin' with a few true villains
Who stand inside of a booth, truth spillin'
And spit true feelings until our tooth fillings
Come flyin' up outta of our mouths
Now rewind it—pay back, motherfucker
For the way that you got at me, how's it taste?
When I slap the taste outta your mouth
With the bass so loud that it shakes the place
I'm Hannibal Lecter, so just in case you're thinkin' of savin' face
You ain't gonna have no face to save
By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake…
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Would u play on a broken ankle tho?
I be kiddin like jason, that don't make that a dope line nigga.
Right but who do u know kidds like jason? Thats why that line is wack. Completely unrelated.