[Intro: Tre'Gadd & Swaizy]
DJ KJ
Boy, eyes gettin' bigger
Ain't no John Cena, see me in the picture
Eat up a-
Yo, yo, yo, wait, wait, wait, wait, bro (What the—? Turn the beat back on)
You literally go in way too quick every single time
This is not the first time (Let me go! Can I come in now?)
Oh my Go— sigh
Okay, I guess
Woah, uh
[Verse 1: Tre'Gadd]
Boy, eyes gettin' bigger (Yeah, uh)
Ain't no John Cena, see me in the picture
Eat up a beat before I eat my dinner
She want a prenup, but I ain't no mister (No, no, no, no, yeah!)
Shawty Latina and she read the scripture (Yer, she do)
But I just need Jesus, no cut me the picture (That's all)
[?] the flow, it just keep come any minner (Yeah)
I'm countin' the money, but I'm still richer (Dah-dah-dah-dah)
Why the believers act petty to me?
"If he don't say 'Jesus', he's sketchy to me" (Sketchy to me)
Look at the lyrics, ain't edgy to me (Edgy to me)
The Pharisees Ed, Edd and Eddy to me (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Respond or ignore 'em? I'm stuck in the middle (Stuck in the middle)
They don't believe me like I'm Chicken Little (I'm Chicken Little)
I like to rhyme, ain't no "Hey Diddle Diddle"
No hits, I make bombs and I'm leavin' 'em crippled (Yer)
You normal, I'm super, just sayin' like Yu-Gi-Oh!
Hair turn to fire when I hit the studio (It's gon' be hot)
I'm tryna save you from judgement, no Judy, bro (Dang)
This ain't no game, but He call me to duty, though (Woo, woo, woo, hot, hot!)
Dang, dang (Uh, uh, dang)
Took a break, give me a minute (Minute, give me a minute)
Back on my grind, Miles Minnick (Uh-huh)
Woah, I'm Popeye, I'm poppin' like spinach, yeah
[Chorus: Tre'Gadd & Swaizy]
Yeah
Cookin' up bars in the basement (I'm cookin' it up)
They wanna copy the cadence (Yeah, copy the cadence)
My granny put this on her playlist (Yeah, yeah)
But she ain't know how to play it (Ayy)
808 boom, boom, boom, boom
Why you sleeped on His News?
I put the beat in a tomb
But then it come back like Jesús (What?)
[Verse 2: Swaizy]
I said "Brodie, are you wit' it?"
Won't lose sleep over no critic
This go hard, bro, just admit it
Ha-ha, I didn't finish
We go holy when we spit it
Stolen valor, you a mimic (Yeah)
Copycat, I'm in His image (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a outcast, I don't fit in (Yeah, woah)
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Can't afford a new car, but I'm always stayin' focused
Don't try to make raps, so they think I'm the coldest (Yeah, woah)
But heads still be boppin' like they in hypnosis (Yeah, ayy)
808 can break your neck and put you in a coma (Yeah, woah)
Get me out your mouth, I didn't know your name was Jonah (Yeah, yeah, woah)
I finished the high school and got my diploma (Yeah, yeah, woah)
Quarantine in the stu', but I don't got corona (Yeah)
Oh God, on God
Uh, this is real life, no facade
We tryna live holy, we gon' beat the odds
I nod and respond, but I might hit the block
Camp out a show like they playin' some COD
Haters gon' twitch when my set be the POG
If she from the streets, I don't care 'bout a broad
Don't leave it to me, 'cause I leave it to God, God, God
[Chorus: Tre'Gadd & Swaizy]
Yeah
Cookin' up bars in the basement (I'm cookin' it up)
They wanna copy the cadence (Yeah, copy the cadence)
My granny put this on her playlist (Yeah, yeah)
But she ain't know how to play it (Ayy)
808 boom, boom, boom, boom
Why you sleeped on His News?
I put the beat in a tomb
But then it come back like Jesús, what?
[Verse 3: Tre'Gadd]
Ayy
Everybody wit' it, but really, this just a snippet
This is my exhibit, predict it until I'm finished
Yeah, we don't need a label, we did this all independent
Never thought I'd hit a milli', the doubters all got diminished
[Verse 4: Swaizy]
Uh
Who you callin' [?], 'cause brodie, my name is Dirty Dan
I don't need attention to show up all in your Instagram
Do it for the King, 'cause it sure ain't about the money, man
This go hand-in-hand like a preppy girl and a monogram
[Chorus: Tre'Gadd & Swaizy]
Cookin' up bars in the basement (I'm cookin' it up)
They wanna copy the cadence (Yeah, copy the cadence)
My granny put this on her playlist
But she ain't know how to play it (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
808 boom, boom, boom, boom
Why you sleeped on His News?
I put the beat in a tomb
But then it come back like Jesús
[Outro: Swaizy]
Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, uh, yeah, woah
Yeah, doon, doon, doon, doon
Yeah, uh, yeah, woah
Yeah, uh, yeah, woah
Yeah, uh, yeah, woah
Yeah, uh, brr!
DJ KJ
Boy, eyes gettin' bigger
Ain't no John Cena, see me in the picture
Eat up a-
Yo, yo, yo, wait, wait, wait, wait, bro (What the—? Turn the beat back on)
You literally go in way too quick every single time
This is not the first time (Let me go! Can I come in now?)
Oh my Go— sigh
Okay, I guess
Woah, uh
[Verse 1: Tre'Gadd]
Boy, eyes gettin' bigger (Yeah, uh)
Ain't no John Cena, see me in the picture
Eat up a beat before I eat my dinner
She want a prenup, but I ain't no mister (No, no, no, no, yeah!)
Shawty Latina and she read the scripture (Yer, she do)
But I just need Jesus, no cut me the picture (That's all)
[?] the flow, it just keep come any minner (Yeah)
I'm countin' the money, but I'm still richer (Dah-dah-dah-dah)
Why the believers act petty to me?
"If he don't say 'Jesus', he's sketchy to me" (Sketchy to me)
Look at the lyrics, ain't edgy to me (Edgy to me)
The Pharisees Ed, Edd and Eddy to me (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Respond or ignore 'em? I'm stuck in the middle (Stuck in the middle)
They don't believe me like I'm Chicken Little (I'm Chicken Little)
I like to rhyme, ain't no "Hey Diddle Diddle"
No hits, I make bombs and I'm leavin' 'em crippled (Yer)
You normal, I'm super, just sayin' like Yu-Gi-Oh!
Hair turn to fire when I hit the studio (It's gon' be hot)
I'm tryna save you from judgement, no Judy, bro (Dang)
This ain't no game, but He call me to duty, though (Woo, woo, woo, hot, hot!)
Dang, dang (Uh, uh, dang)
Took a break, give me a minute (Minute, give me a minute)
Back on my grind, Miles Minnick (Uh-huh)
Woah, I'm Popeye, I'm poppin' like spinach, yeah
[Chorus: Tre'Gadd & Swaizy]
Yeah
Cookin' up bars in the basement (I'm cookin' it up)
They wanna copy the cadence (Yeah, copy the cadence)
My granny put this on her playlist (Yeah, yeah)
But she ain't know how to play it (Ayy)
808 boom, boom, boom, boom
Why you sleeped on His News?
I put the beat in a tomb
But then it come back like Jesús (What?)
[Verse 2: Swaizy]
I said "Brodie, are you wit' it?"
Won't lose sleep over no critic
This go hard, bro, just admit it
Ha-ha, I didn't finish
We go holy when we spit it
Stolen valor, you a mimic (Yeah)
Copycat, I'm in His image (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a outcast, I don't fit in (Yeah, woah)
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Can't afford a new car, but I'm always stayin' focused
Don't try to make raps, so they think I'm the coldest (Yeah, woah)
But heads still be boppin' like they in hypnosis (Yeah, ayy)
808 can break your neck and put you in a coma (Yeah, woah)
Get me out your mouth, I didn't know your name was Jonah (Yeah, yeah, woah)
I finished the high school and got my diploma (Yeah, yeah, woah)
Quarantine in the stu', but I don't got corona (Yeah)
Oh God, on God
Uh, this is real life, no facade
We tryna live holy, we gon' beat the odds
I nod and respond, but I might hit the block
Camp out a show like they playin' some COD
Haters gon' twitch when my set be the POG
If she from the streets, I don't care 'bout a broad
Don't leave it to me, 'cause I leave it to God, God, God
[Chorus: Tre'Gadd & Swaizy]
Yeah
Cookin' up bars in the basement (I'm cookin' it up)
They wanna copy the cadence (Yeah, copy the cadence)
My granny put this on her playlist (Yeah, yeah)
But she ain't know how to play it (Ayy)
808 boom, boom, boom, boom
Why you sleeped on His News?
I put the beat in a tomb
But then it come back like Jesús, what?
[Verse 3: Tre'Gadd]
Ayy
Everybody wit' it, but really, this just a snippet
This is my exhibit, predict it until I'm finished
Yeah, we don't need a label, we did this all independent
Never thought I'd hit a milli', the doubters all got diminished
[Verse 4: Swaizy]
Uh
Who you callin' [?], 'cause brodie, my name is Dirty Dan
I don't need attention to show up all in your Instagram
Do it for the King, 'cause it sure ain't about the money, man
This go hand-in-hand like a preppy girl and a monogram
[Chorus: Tre'Gadd & Swaizy]
Cookin' up bars in the basement (I'm cookin' it up)
They wanna copy the cadence (Yeah, copy the cadence)
My granny put this on her playlist
But she ain't know how to play it (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
808 boom, boom, boom, boom
Why you sleeped on His News?
I put the beat in a tomb
But then it come back like Jesús
[Outro: Swaizy]
Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, uh, yeah, woah
Yeah, doon, doon, doon, doon
Yeah, uh, yeah, woah
Yeah, uh, yeah, woah
Yeah, uh, yeah, woah
Yeah, uh, brr!
( Tre'Gadd )
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