2hats - uncalled-for lyrics
[verse]
heard they needed someone garbage on the aux cord, speaking uncalled+for, think i’m just the guy for it
rappin all the dumb sh+t that i wrote in my notes app, i didn’t even try for it (i didn’t even try)
got the opposition mad, i know meaker wants peace but i’m down to cut ties for it
p+ssy comes to me, i never have to drive for it
never use the wraith, paid 2.5 for it
quarter million on the way and i don’t even wanna sign for it
bet you motherf+ckers woulda lied for it
(that’s real)
worst rapper alive, that’s me
somehow you still can’t pass me
livin like the great gatsby
all the bad b+tches gon harass me
all up in my phone
don’t ask what i’m doin, that sh+t none of your business
don’t talk to me ‘less you got at least six figures
don’t look at me until you get yourself some b+tches
switching flows every time, they ain’t used to the sl!ckness
people tired of the fake, and they only got you to blame
play a part, michael fass, don’t you have a little shame
ben simmons how you playing, you can’t win the f+cking game
this the one to make ’em shut up when they speaking on my name
why they speaking on my name?
i think you already know
just take one look at my clothes
i got hoes in different area codes
i’m always doing the most
got a cocaine nose if we go blow for blow
got like thirty+eight toes if we go toe+to+toe
’cause we not goin toe to toe
what’s your body count? wait, i don’t wanna know
dive into that p+ssy and i’m screaming out “geronimo”
and then i say i gotta go
that b+tch on her way, i don’t want her coming through
so why the f+ck she coming through?
just because i wanna f+ck that don’t mean that i’m f+cking you
2023 with 1997 running shoes
from the 706 to the 267
got the whole east coast electric
whip is german but the engine is tesla
everything i do, i do it excessive
p+ssy so trash, honestly i’d rather m+st+rbate
sipping so much purple you would think this sh+t is cabernet
lil wayne with the mixtape, this is dedication 8
you stuck up in the crib using preparation+h
had to get a new benz, i was bored of the thing
you drive a kia soul, you tryna go to war with the king
this tree is talking to me like i’m in the lord of the rings
high as f+ck in the drive thru, i don’t know what i’m ordering
go up to the bank teller, checks i’m cashing
go up to your b+tch, and it’s s+x i’m having
f+ckin on your b+tch with an xl magnum
ridin down 20 in a sl wagon
big body convertible
swerving it but i’m surgical
all of my drip ambiguous, none of this sh+t discernable
32 on the waist, but 80 inch on the vertical
fire in my closet, that sh+t burnable
and you know the prada is reversible
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