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kyle - lexicon lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
whats good man
hey real sh-t i’m f-ckin’ really f-ckin’ real
yeah really

[chorus]
lexicon, lexi-lexicon
skinny n-gga but i bet that i’m still flexin’ on
all about my green, like a f-ckin’ leprechaun
my suit up look mean, gold casio on my arm

[verse 1]
flow is untouchable
a lot of n-ggas thinkin’ that they sick ’til i prove that they not, dr. huxtable
stacking more cheese than a forty pair of lunchables
and even white kids is telling me “can’t n0body f-ck with you”
open the front door, with a can of c0ke, and i’m sippin’ it slow
k.i.d can spit, real sh-t, let these n-ggas know
me and mr. man, these n-ggas is manikins
can’t move when i enter the room frozen in a stance, d-mn
hand a n-gga his -ss with, eight bars of that real sh-t
trill n-gga, don’t feel sh-t
i ain’t into that pill sh-t
shout out to my n-ggas gettin’ it in on that skyrim
5’10”, light-skinned, grippin’ on that light-nin
spittin’ that flame my n-gga, come firefight me
and if you hate losin’ then you really not gone like me
and if you give me sixteen bars wreckin’ it
i been around the globe homie but seconds’ where i’ve never been
talk ’bout making hits though
i could make a list yo
my flows sl!ck as crisco
n-gga’s so cool, i p-ss cold
that weak sh-t you bring me
i k-i-d delete
enough punch-lines to fight a n-gga for three weeks
yeah doggy doggy, yea doggy, n-ggas is off the leash
campos will have your momma askin’ “where the f-ck your t–th?”
k.i.d be workin’, people askin’ “when the f-ck you sleep?”
“sleep n-gga?” i ain’t had a bed since i was seventeen
k!llin’ beats and drinkin’ red bull until it’s hard to see
yeah i’m on a diet, mickey d’s seven days a week
weak n-ggas think they in my league, send em’ back down to d
so ahead of my time n-gga i feel like i’m 83

[chorus]
lexicon, lexi-lexicon
skinny n-gga but i bet that i’m still flexin’ on
all about my green, like a f-ckin’ leprechaun
my suit up look mean, gold casio on my arm
lexicon, lexi-lexicon
skinny n-gga but i bet that i’m still flexin’ on
all about my green, like a f-ckin’ leprechaun
my suit up look mean, gold casio on my arm

[verse 2]
i’m ready for action, jackson, n-ggas know i’m attackin’
smashin’ n-ggas like an asian taxi driver leave em crashin’
casually i’m causin’ casualties, i’ll leave these n-ggas g-ssed
i’m spittin that lighter fluid n-ggas don’t know how to match it
like a rug burn from aladdin sh-t is tragic, n-gga f-ck around
catch a whole overweight case said a n-gga bow
bang bang biggidy bang dang ow n-gga ow
you can get caught in traffic, i hit the gas and lay n-ggas down
yesum, and i hope god bless em
you can take your feedback and shove it up your r-ct-m
and you take my insults right into the heart
like all you n-ggas stink like d-mn n-gga d’you fart?
(d-mn n-gga you fart, d-mn n-gga you fart)
i guarantee you hear me and say d-mn n-gga you hard
people want features be like d-mn n-gga you charge
cause on my sat i scored d-mn n-gga you smart

[chorus]
lexicon, lexi-lexicon
skinny n-gga but i bet that i’m still flexin’ on
all about my green, like a f-ckin’ leprechaun
my suit up look mean, gold casio on my arm

- kyle lyrics

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