[Chorus]
I got a gift
I got a lot to give
I got a lotta problems but the shh, it keep me hip
I’m lit
And I do not mean a strally or a shiv
I mean candy canes and fizzy drinks
[Verse 1]
Don’t do drugs kids
Leave me to the dumb shit
Pull up to the function
Eyes roll back
My chain ain’t tucked in
I feel like dustin in the rain man
Gotta take a rain check
Why should I pay tax? Fuck that pay me
Need P, I won’t pay back
New day nuttin’ new
Still see me cuttin’ tru
Still keep it fucking rude
Don’t keep no bloody tool
Don’t watch those dutty yutes
(No life outside the ends)
So fuck that man are offskie
Pray to the sky ain’t get no reply so I said cool, fine, I’ma cool with my posse
Facing the spite can’t take me alive, I arrive inside man's doing up godspeed
Yeah can’t lie, you tried but you really can’t just pattern this rap thing properly
Get these rappers up off me
[Chorus]
I got a gift
I got a lot to give
I got a lotta problems but the shh, it keep me hip
I’m lit
And I do not mean a strally or a shiv
I mean candy canes and fizzy drinks
[Verse 2]
What’s the word?
G told me the drop said word
Love a business call cau' we putting in work
Got shows coming up that's gas cau' I need 'em back cau' the bank this time next year gotta burst
Word
Might put my boat race on custom shirt
Make you wear it work
But I’m far from dead
I swear that I’m cursed
I aim for his head
Looks like paint on the curb, that’s how I describe the way that I work
The way that I work like clockwork
Slay with the notes in my phone on a verse
Some days feel like bart
Treehouse of terror, life rip my heart right out of my shirt
I’m hyper
I got chip
Where my lighter?
Aye son lemme get a flame, yeah, nice one
I don’t text nobody no more
Don’t ring nobody no more
Just my ones
Get drop off the edge like Ivan
I’m Tyson
Wins on the horizon
Slice and dice ‘em
Cuttin’ thru cars on a bike mans cycling
(One new text on my phone)
That’s my my thing
Come thru your door like the shining
Frightening hype thing
Wining dining
I’m in my bag, that’s twining
I been looking for reasons but I can’t find ‘em
Life don’t seem too inviting
I heard them man prey no Bison
Keep your contract
Keep your co-signing
I got a gift
I got a lot to give
I got a lotta problems but the shh, it keep me hip
I’m lit
And I do not mean a strally or a shiv
I mean candy canes and fizzy drinks
[Verse 1]
Don’t do drugs kids
Leave me to the dumb shit
Pull up to the function
Eyes roll back
My chain ain’t tucked in
I feel like dustin in the rain man
Gotta take a rain check
Why should I pay tax? Fuck that pay me
Need P, I won’t pay back
New day nuttin’ new
Still see me cuttin’ tru
Still keep it fucking rude
Don’t keep no bloody tool
Don’t watch those dutty yutes
(No life outside the ends)
So fuck that man are offskie
Pray to the sky ain’t get no reply so I said cool, fine, I’ma cool with my posse
Facing the spite can’t take me alive, I arrive inside man's doing up godspeed
Yeah can’t lie, you tried but you really can’t just pattern this rap thing properly
Get these rappers up off me
[Chorus]
I got a gift
I got a lot to give
I got a lotta problems but the shh, it keep me hip
I’m lit
And I do not mean a strally or a shiv
I mean candy canes and fizzy drinks
[Verse 2]
What’s the word?
G told me the drop said word
Love a business call cau' we putting in work
Got shows coming up that's gas cau' I need 'em back cau' the bank this time next year gotta burst
Word
Might put my boat race on custom shirt
Make you wear it work
But I’m far from dead
I swear that I’m cursed
I aim for his head
Looks like paint on the curb, that’s how I describe the way that I work
The way that I work like clockwork
Slay with the notes in my phone on a verse
Some days feel like bart
Treehouse of terror, life rip my heart right out of my shirt
I’m hyper
I got chip
Where my lighter?
Aye son lemme get a flame, yeah, nice one
I don’t text nobody no more
Don’t ring nobody no more
Just my ones
Get drop off the edge like Ivan
I’m Tyson
Wins on the horizon
Slice and dice ‘em
Cuttin’ thru cars on a bike mans cycling
(One new text on my phone)
That’s my my thing
Come thru your door like the shining
Frightening hype thing
Wining dining
I’m in my bag, that’s twining
I been looking for reasons but I can’t find ‘em
Life don’t seem too inviting
I heard them man prey no Bison
Keep your contract
Keep your co-signing
( HEN$HAW )
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