femdot - rap city lyrics
you know dilla been wilding
got clips on me for real the flow got me grinding
direct deposits, cash all in my pockets
i let them mix and then talk about it
you’d think i was logic, i gotta
get it cracking on mommas
so trill flow c0ke spit snow hills like i rap soda or rapsody
in the bas-m-nt like rap —
said y’all know the vibes
might pop up like tigger y’all know the stripes
y’all n-ggas don’t rap good enough to compete
being modest, i’m honest man y’all n-ggas weak
i’m elite i said should of put cole on my beats
ain’t capping in the pole with n-ggas who got a pole
take caps back, back catcher type
better act kap like, take you a knee
said kg and kobe bean going straight to the league
the bed might squeak when i hit
i might pull up when squeak finna spin
and d-mn near slide with yo shorty
and off top, man she off top you’d think she was pamela voorhies
it is what it is everything everything like i was noname
african n-gga said i got like 4 names
you really know me if you know my whole name
let us get the green just like we was romans
might chop the fro might grab me a ceasar
king cold i might grab me freiza
wrist gold said i had to retrieve it
outsider i might slap me a greaser
catch my fade like routes and receivers
hallelujah gone grab you a preacher
never been a foe no never
so many bands look like coach-lla
i f-cked her friend hope she won’t tell her
(whatever, whatever)
okay, i’m back in this b-tch like parallel parking
she gobbling call her a goblin
i’m a new dennis she stuck on the rodman, (god d-mn)
if i don’t pop out it ain’t popping
i always pop like john witherspoon
grew up in my granny living room
never silver spoon all my life was andy silva fighting
sucker for saliva p-ssy kryptonite i confess
she throw the panther in carolina
i ran them racks up in carolina
i save her name as ms. charlotte
ambi on the beat let me take my time
atlanta in morning about to buy a new smile
gold on my gums and lithium lungs
and i’m lit than a b-tch and karma is coming
you know dilla been wilding
got clips on me for real the flow got me grinding
direct deposits, cash all in my pockets
i let them mix and then talk about it
you’d think i was logic, i gotta
get it cracking on mommas
so trill flow c0ke spit snow hills like i rap soda or rapsody
in the bas-m-nt like rap city
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