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gar greatest at rapping - i need more lyrics

[intro: gar]
yo turn me down, turn me down
yeah i’m sensitive to noise turn me down

[verse 1: gar]
got more bark in me than a tree
shoot up your block with timothy
you hating (why?)
i’m just doing me
owning books i never read gary vee
my chain is an s preceded by double v
swam in all my drip now i’m lost at sea
asher in palestine stuck in debris
you playing too much i need a referee
cause i’m balling like scotty number 33
but i’m number one you’re two you’re letter b
lock ver in a cage and throw away the key
why is that? cause i need him all to me
album exclusively produced by husky
you don’t think i’ll blow up? okay i agree
play for thе grizzlies i’m in tennessee
sipping on p++p vеr gave me it for free
[bridge 1: gar]
you hitting l!cks i’m hitting the quan
while listening to kasher quon
just got me a british b+tch stefflon don
gar got more street credit than king von
grind all night ’till the crack of the dawn
i used to have opps now they’re all gone
i’m like a bishop y’all are a p+wn
she ghosted me so i camped on her lawn

[verse 2: gar]
i’d count all my living opps but there are none
when i’m rapping in arial y’all better run
it’s my fourth album but i just begun
cause when i’m at my limit i’m not having fun
ball like a laker i’m kendrick nunn
gar the new dj khaled i’m the one
if a dollar weighs a gram then i got a ton
908,000 and i’m not even done
why do i rap? normally cause i’m bored
i had more mud but forgot where it was stored
if you want a feature tell me to record
i’m looking for cars i can’t really afford
flew to sweden to see oliver’s store
his lab on the dirt it didn’t have a floor
he gave me a sample i said i need more
withdrawal from mud had my muscles sore
[bridge 2: gar]
i can’t go without mud i just need the high
i told ver everything he’s selling i’ll buy
nearly overdosed but i wasn’t gonna die
gar and ver i demand he supply
got rejected why do i even try
bass pro shops i just might apply
never had a party on the 10th of july
feeling sad i’m gonna stare at the sky

[verse 3: gar]
streets made me hard like cement that was dry
i’m smoking on p++p i asked myself why
i do what i do to myself yeah i lie
i’m looking at ver’s b+lls i won’t deny
when i saw ver’s ass i was like “d+mn”
i’d eat that sh+t up like green eggs and ham
plug from ukraine said he’d sell me a gram
but he sold me an ounce that sh+t was a scam
feeling like yeat i need me a bell
these days i’m not doing to well
drugged a woman took her to a motel
god just spoke to me said i’m going to h+ll
gas too pricey i just shot up the sh+ll
mud taste like sh+t and it got the same smell
ver forgot to cut it i could easily tell
i ain’t done yet but for now it’s farewell
[outro: gar]
it was alright
yeah i laid back on a sunday afternoon just so i could smoke that mud but uh
i’ll do it again another time though okay? for real

- gar greatest at rapping lyrics

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