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control - gahdamn! lyrics

[verse:]
wokeuplikethis, drip harder than an iv
r.i.p, die lit like carti
got sl!ck talk no j.i.d
get off my d+ck if you wanna fight me
i see you hate that mumble rap sh+t
got no flow but your bars are spat quick
better spend time relapsing
cuz your substance is kinda lacking
look, it don’t sound right when you write
but you’d wanna be a wright when you aim for the sky
no travesty when i’m flying high
like the flow’s in a rodeo time for me to ride
oh my, what cadence can’t decide
when you send that track, i won’t reply
got your mamacita heated like an apple pie
that’s wasted bro, no gta v
hate my voice, still go tour
that sh+t’s my bass, but it ain’t no flaw
can’t talk, i just gotta rap my thoughts
of course, you can only ever act out yours
oh gahd+mn, b+tch better not press pause
shut up, when i roll up with the blacked out panes
better run that way, no pity in the game
that terminal velocity, give it to em plain
get it, my boy been taking off
watch me go savage i’m doing a lot
like an eager achiever, creating my spot
i said f+ck second place, and i came for the top
like dawg
never give a f+ck about what you say
pick another b+tch up, that’s my tuesday
usain, sh+t run it back for the replay
blow my d+ck like a motherf+cking b day
sh+t, i meant jay
cuz i got blueprints like hova made
a lot more than 3, no fade away
better use your logic, i’m attaining pay
look, f+ck you other rappers
that wanna diss me when i have your back
act like rap sh+t’s in your jeans
i guess it makes sense why you’re so d+mn slack
lose my sh+t, when you send those shots
got an iced out watch, but you can’t read clocks
and you wanna diss me, say that i use bots
but i got my support, cause the work never stops
like yuck, i push that sh+t to a t
but in my clips, might be deceived
i’m actually a pretty humble guy
but when the mic is on ima touch the sky
look, your whole life is a fiasco
hot from a song like i put it in tobasco
macro, puff on a cigar like castro
put you in a loop get dragged like a lasso
call it my bread? call it my fetta
tomato/tomato i call it bruschettta
this sh+t is whatever so shout to quadeca
i’m getting no deal but i’m setting the records, you get it?
gahd+mn!

- control lyrics

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