Lyrics: Jocelyn Campbell/Em Perlman
Music: Jocelyn Campbell/Em Perlman
2 by 2 onboard on the type beat
Hot in the booth, but the flow comin icy
4 by 4’s on the 1s Unlikely
irl_ it’s the girl and the wifey
1 on 1 throw hands on the type beat
Don’t need clout drop a bomb on a Hypebeast
The champ’s in the ring and they don’t wanna try me
_irl it’s the girl and the wifey
Hit the link but it’s clickbait
Off top but I slip, can’t think straight
You’re next up? That’s a piss take
Head in Clouds got a big vape
Yeah, I’m puffing on pink grape
They call me Richard cos I link late
Hours behind, I’m on UK time
But the tracks locked in like an inmate
It’s despicable the way they acting like minions
Grew so big they all know what my name is
Here to talk trash but you hate the attention hate to love me I’m the only exception
Despicable they way they trynna act like me
Industry plants stay giving dollar tree
Actin like dogs they all gonna catch fleas
I stay in my bag I’ve been keeping receipts
I stay in my bag I’ve been keeping receipts
Young Stauch on the rise
Keyboard cooked with the forks and the knives
24/7 got my thoughts on the prize
I got these thoughts on my mind
Bat out of hell, got my claws in the pie
No Sunlight but my thoughts on the shine
Sleep like I’m dead, do it all in the night
Turn up, club, got my Thoughts on the wine
Kim possible don’t know where our roof is
She go real hard yeah she go real stupid
Brain cells off but we actin congruent
They all wanna hate but they know what the truth is
Acting goofy like Sandler, we ain’t gonna click
Track after track and we still never miss
Keep my name out your mouth or will stay throwin fists
Don’t care what you do ur still Irrelevant
Rose, all you whining for nothing
Trash bag flows in a bag they’re disgusting
Put down the pad, please stop all the hustling
Nobody cares, did you think we were wondering?
Did you think you were something?
Oh no
If we ever made plans I would no show
When I’m done for the night I just go home
Outside on the slide like a dobro
Forklift certified shorty
Scissor hands on the 40
You ain’t the best so you bore me
DJ khaled you so corny!!
Me and we been scaring the ho’s
Bass so deep that it’s scaring the cones
Don’t know the song, who cares how it goes?
Got them bumping the track like *airhorn*
1 on 1 throw hands on the type beat
Don’t need clout drop a bomb on a Hypebeast
The champ’s in the ring and they don’t wanna try me
_irl it’s the girl and the wifey
Beat so dumb it got straight Fs
All the high IQs getting gate kept
Never catch us using our brain-cells
Ain’t no time, imma rain hell