lxxiv - nerds! lyrics
[verse 1: t.r.3]
can’t handle the heat get the f-ck out the kitchen
don’t need a scope i still aim with precision
f-ck you mean i ain’t made no impression
k!llin’ beats we be makin’ collections
we takin money like it was the reception
scared when we pull up bet u learned your lesson
eyes roll back like it was a possession
sorry n-gg- i don’t what got into me
promise tho you couldn’t get rid of me
when i go it won’t be the end of me
2030 they be playing some t.r.3
keep a smile you don’t need to envy me
lil n-gg- get faced with reality
upper-cut didn’t mean to brutality
guts open with the blood it is splattering
you want beef i just think that flattering
[verse 2: kashimotu]
(aye, aye) a+ student b-tch
my words are too fluent
don’t get it twisted i will not show remorse
i pack the tools before
i head up to school till my backpack full i keep dat lead like a dork
rvman is the set that i’m reppin’
we pull up shootin’ no this sh-t ain’t no sport
so cl-ss in session when i’m muh f-ckin’ speaking
they learn they lesson once i show them a corpse
b-tch, we can’t be friends, go and tell yo mans
i don’t like him he can get the fn
at the count of 10, imma bust the 9
leave em hangin’ on the top of the fence
say he want the smoke, that’ll get you whacked
tottin’ gats them little guns look pretend
buyin’ f-ckin’ views, too much autotune, throw the deuce up
all dat sh-t make me cringe
[verse 3: lxxiv]
if you want some beef bring that sh-t to your doorstep
ref with a tech magnum d-ck get that hoe wet
grill up a p-ssy -ss rapper in home ec
eyes wide open like lights on a corvette
i run up get done up some you like some ganja
look like a ghost wit all that smoke around ya
real speed racer i stay in a honda
this glizzy get personal it’s right behind ya
aye! we’ve been moving that weight out the bas-m-nt
for you and yo homies these bullets not waiting
if you want a verse you gone have to be patient
or tre will pull up with that blade that is a ancient
i thought you were down what you runnin’ for
you were talkin’ that sh-t now i’m at your door
i hate cleaning up trash it’s a f-cking ch-r-
you know rvman equipped for some f-ckin’ war
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