Song: 73 Knicks
Year: 2021
Viewed: 90 - Published at: 5 years ago

Teddi:
We was just brawling
I looked at the clouds
Then all of sudden my body dropping
It's funny they used to say I couldn't talk the talk
Well look at me now I'm walking
Calling out bank cause I did it on purpose
Ya this a new wave, Roddy Rich I'm ballin
Drawing my future would really look cooler
Without all the casualties and the fallen
I found a producer when I was hooping out in Italy and shit talking
I'm magic moving out west
Kareem sized trees steady for the choppin
They tryn' maneuver but just like an Uber
Pick up and roll you quickly like I'm Stockton
They think I'm a junior, but just like computers
Keep on improving, keep getting smarter
Pops wore Clyde Frazier's with the suede
Favorite shoes Kobe 6s with the purple haze
She got scented candles smell like lemonade
Man Long Daze was the first track
But now Teddi rockin on his own wave
Feel like Kobe '04
Expedition of the Purple Poet is the very first declaration of war
For every rapper making records just to sell a record
I'll reckon I'm closing the door
While you was flexing, I rap just to rap
And I never look, I just keep wanting more
You won’t catch my ass in heaven cuz I know that hell’s fair
If you see me in a cell, know that I sent myself there
I’m the only type of nigga who can make himself scared
Kill yourselves for Moncler, while we sip on Belaire
Chew on razor blades, I’m paid today, my taste was tailor-made for ace of spades
My heart a glacier plate or laser rays, my crib an acre lake or gay parade
Two chicks kissing, one of my folks not. A girl or a boy and that shit’s not different
You don’t listen, that’s why ya girl not ya girl and thats why she turned up missing
She in my kitchen, she not doing dishes, she working on her charting plans for her business ay
Someone better tell me what I look like
Cuz I feel like a god in the moonlight
Too bright for educational status
I want a new crib fuck a brand new patek
Niggas not g, they don’t want beef
You should come here cuz ya nigga not me! Sheesh

She a fan girl so she pay for my lunch
It's a bandemic know i'm saving my funds
Can't let my brothers post up with no bums
Take a whiff of my scent let it stay in ya lungs
Gluten free unless she serving me cake
Ya scrutiny is only making me great
Been ready since i first got a taste
Lips heavy cuz my words carry weight
Never let another motherfucker get a piece of whats up on my side
Point a finger at my brother
The next time we link you best know it's on sight
I got a clip with my clique and i might
Hit with a swish and a flick make you fly
Niggas talk shit up until it's they time i got reasons to spray so please Talk to me nice

( Teddi & Klovd San )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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