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gleason - featuring matt lyrics

[verse 1: trapland matt & gleason]
yuh call me [], the way imma about to touch up this rap game
the way you are about to remember the sound of my name
the way that you recognise me in the hall of fame
i’m like a basketball star; touchdown. when i see a kid, i say+
shut the f+ck up matt, gleason here to show you how to rap
my money leaking like a tap, and you know i never cap like a bucket hat
you’re full of fat, try a snack: like the sound of baseball bats
i enjoy poaching bats. that’s what i mean when i say i’m fly and all that
call me the gingerbread man
when i see your girl, bertos call and say i got a b+n+r+kebab
you can’t sing hip hop and you can’t sing rap
(i need another line, what rhymes with rap?) map
call me a tap. cos imma faucet
your mum said yes to my p+n+s
now your homie gotta see this (what the f+ck?)
you gotta give me the rap god to beat this
call me [], the way that i’ve been put in jail for s+xu+
okay, enough of matt like hanc+ck
i’m sure we’re sick of this guy like watching youtube without adblock
call my bars a tear+ear, the way they call me mad dog
young gleason 1 and 2 are coming later like a dadbod
wrapping up this song, we the best and we on top, (we can’t stop, yeah on god)

- gleason lyrics

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