atticus – wubb lyrics
catch a breeze
chillin under trees
i know they ain’t ready i got something up my sleeve
she tell me i’m hot. i tell her i agree
rapping school like young rock
lemme show you my degrees
a-s-a-p imma take it to the t-o-p
oh gee! don’t need you to carry me
abc’s doing it till i’m deceased
effortlessly fluent you and your crew sayin jeez
h-i to compet-tion they look elementary
oh please, mind your q’s and p’s when you hangin round me
i could do it through to z
but i gotta catch a z
j.k. like i’m rowling i ain’t got no time sleep
if rhymes were legs i’d be a millipede
low key bare mans tell me that they feeling me
say i’m tryna get put on, is that a possibility?
blow up on your own that ain’t my responsibility
i’m tryna get my bread up
i’m tryna fill my pocket while you tryna fill your red cup
ain’t ready to step up
i been plotting patiently when they tell me i’m next up
winnin is on my agenda, and i ain’t gon break a sweat (uh)
you better break out a sweater
i’m balling like hoodie melo
the layup jelly you jealous
couldn’t grasp it with hands like kawhi leonard
y’all turtles. i’m master splinter
y’all dripping. i’m cool as winter
weaker than 7 days, you lame
enter the game. n0body safe
i’m sharp as a razor blade. who’s tryna catch a fade
blade coming down like an episode of chopped
flowing off the top and you know i never stop
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