diesel - acidic lyrics
acidic
she ain’t a waitress, still gave her the tip
please do not talk to me, i don’t want lip
f-ck a director, i’m going off script
young deez in the trap, brown boys too lit! (we be too lit!)
spitting acidic, no chemistry kit
flow automatic, but still, keep a stick
i got bros in the bronx that still shoot for the kid
i got a couple of backwoods to pay for the hit (b-r-r-r, git git!)
i am a mutt, lil’ b-tch, you a b-tch!
alien flow, no lilo and st-tch
i win like obama, you losing like mitt
please turn off the faucet, might drown from my drip!
down to the wire, lil’ hoe, you might trip
no, little girl, you can’t ride with my clique
(can’t ride with my clique!)
all of my homies aggressive as sh-t
we really some sharks, mark cuban a b-tch!
i got them bars like its at&t
might f-ck around, make my mic overheat
my dentist said that i f-cked up my teeth
’cause my flow is acidic, enamel too weak (enamel too weak!)
i turn the block up 100 degrees
my brothers smoke loud, but staying discrete
i’m really dead-ss, that -ss is deceased!
i carry the team, they ain’t carrying me! (brrrr!)
said i spit too much fire, i think i’m an arsonist
flow is corrosive like sodium carbonate
shocking these haters like socks on the carpet, b-tch
i got an image and y’all cannot tarnish it (y’all cannot tarnish!)
feces r-t-rded, ’cause y’all on some stupid sh-t
girls and my backwood the same how i’m hitting it
i do not breathe, my lungs got extended clip
stephen king on the beat ’cause i’m k!lling “it”!
pockets so fat that it raise my cholesterol
y’all haters feminine, need to take letrozole
you are an ant and i’m a triceratops
nickname you charmin, ’cause y’all haters extra soft!
i am an alien, go super saiyen
please break your controller, y’all need to stop playing (brrr, gah!)
b-tch, i made it early, y’all really came late
and if you try to test me, y’all really would fail! (really would fail!)
sticked up like i’m reading in brail (legally blind!)
d-ck pound on a hoe like a nail
i saw her last mans, and he was frail
and all of my bread never finna go stale!
like the tpp, i got that gasoline
and if you hate on me, then you can smd
i am the mvp, i am just hitting 3s
i can just break the knees off of your whole d-mn team!
no dexter, but she got double ds
she is a freaky-freak, i call her deoxys
she want the double team, she want the double meat
call me chipotle, ’cause that is an extra fee! (she want the meat!)
i’m bit demented, tend to lose my temper
finna write a letter so you get the message
i’m a bit aggressive, better watch your steppin’
i could give an answer ‘fore you pose the question
yuh
y’all cannot f-ck with the brown boy x2
y’all cannot f-ck with the brown boy, b-tch
y’all cannot f-ck with the — huh
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