[Hook]
They know my presence
Lewis sent the beat I’m going off
Like Tekken, kill shit
Brodie want the flow, can’t turn it off
Got my lethal weapon
Glock ain’t got no safety, that’s a dub
Said you her bestie
Put it in his face, now give it up
[Verse 1]
Man I swear this rappin’ shit too different
This watch, it make me fidget
I stepped up out a rental
Plain Jane, Presidental
Know it’s time like MC Hammer
I’m with all my folks and it’s not one of us that do not keep a blammer, hey
Chillin on a island in Jamaica, shorts and sandals
Niggas talk on telephones and then you’ll never see em
That boy made a diss track
It’s okay though, I’ma see em
I ain’t even pressed, to me you just some more material
Cause all I ever do is keep it real
I could really give a fuck less how you feel
I know I’m that nigga, you just don’t fit my appeals
My bitch curve the best, blue hair, sex appeal
I got the connects, Ethernet, right
But bitch you pressed, right
Hollows, they split heads, right
So why you tryna call that bluff
You was never really tough
He ain’t Scrappy, Knuck or Buck
He be talking way too much
Where’s my fade, you steady duckin’
You know you ain’t touchin’ me
I can’t fuck with niggas who think they is always besting me
Fuck it
I’ma roll em in a spliff, I’m talkin’ Russian Cream
Bad lil bitch from Moscow
Got her smokin’ on a Russian Cream
[Hook]
They know my presence
Lewis sent the beat I’m going off
Like Tekken, kill shit
Brodie want the flow, can’t turn it off
Got my lethal weapon
Glock ain’t got no safety, that’s a dub
Said you her bestie
Put it in his face, now give it up
They know my presence
Lewis sent the beat I’m going off
Like Tekken, kill shit
Brodie want the flow, can’t turn it off
Got my lethal weapon
Glock ain’t got no safety, that’s a dub
Said you her bestie
Put it in his face, now give it up
They know my presence
Lewis sent the beat I’m going off
Like Tekken, kill shit
Brodie want the flow, can’t turn it off
Got my lethal weapon
Glock ain’t got no safety, that’s a dub
Said you her bestie
Put it in his face, now give it up
[Verse 1]
Man I swear this rappin’ shit too different
This watch, it make me fidget
I stepped up out a rental
Plain Jane, Presidental
Know it’s time like MC Hammer
I’m with all my folks and it’s not one of us that do not keep a blammer, hey
Chillin on a island in Jamaica, shorts and sandals
Niggas talk on telephones and then you’ll never see em
That boy made a diss track
It’s okay though, I’ma see em
I ain’t even pressed, to me you just some more material
Cause all I ever do is keep it real
I could really give a fuck less how you feel
I know I’m that nigga, you just don’t fit my appeals
My bitch curve the best, blue hair, sex appeal
I got the connects, Ethernet, right
But bitch you pressed, right
Hollows, they split heads, right
So why you tryna call that bluff
You was never really tough
He ain’t Scrappy, Knuck or Buck
He be talking way too much
Where’s my fade, you steady duckin’
You know you ain’t touchin’ me
I can’t fuck with niggas who think they is always besting me
Fuck it
I’ma roll em in a spliff, I’m talkin’ Russian Cream
Bad lil bitch from Moscow
Got her smokin’ on a Russian Cream
[Hook]
They know my presence
Lewis sent the beat I’m going off
Like Tekken, kill shit
Brodie want the flow, can’t turn it off
Got my lethal weapon
Glock ain’t got no safety, that’s a dub
Said you her bestie
Put it in his face, now give it up
They know my presence
Lewis sent the beat I’m going off
Like Tekken, kill shit
Brodie want the flow, can’t turn it off
Got my lethal weapon
Glock ain’t got no safety, that’s a dub
Said you her bestie
Put it in his face, now give it up
( Lonely Rich )
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