muze sikk – white boyz lyrics
ya
lemme r.i.p. em
you ain’t busting shots you wifing thots up in your dm
wipe me off i’m clean i’m going balling for the bleachers
and they all wanna see it quit yo fronting and be decent
butch man
prolly be the type that you ain’t seeing
big bag
pull up
get it
dip off for you see him
where the h-ll he gawking bout ?
i’m going i won’t see ya
st francis b-tch i’m copalla
pacino oughta beat it
d-ck game sorta like you get it then you winning
no vaseline
treat these p-ssy rappers like they squeamish
how you get the benefit of doubting over dios ?
you just showing out for all these tweeners going beavis
knack for the craft
i was rapping back when capping was what rapping was about
ain’t sh-t changed
same game
same lanes
different strains
different ‘palas in the plains
big brain
understand
i pull rank like f-ck you saying
ya
see i’m always some suckuh sh-t
ya
like suck my f-cking d-ck and sh-t
ya
like put it to the side
lemme ride
lemme slide
open wide
rich glide
keep a big clip off in the 9
i bust a buck and shot up on the lip of someone trying
you ain’t really like me you just wanna cross that line
sh-ts too fine
ya
can you please define design
if you sh-t on talent you a wack face
if you ignore em then you doing what your dad says
she said do you love me?
i just sent that b-tch sad face
i cannot -ssociate with bad taste
i don’t know n0body doing big things
so i pull britches up and pick off all these rap lames
clean your f-cking mess i’m on some petty sh-t
watch your own people like they wedding gifts at your wedding b-tch
ya
mf right
i produced the beat
incentivize like every night
now you see me
now you don’t
im outta f-cking sight
sp-ce man from the jump
it’s something different
f-cking right
surrounded by abundance
i don’t know how y’all want life
rare or common
make the most of what you might
on the f-cking mic
i spit wicked when i write
if the vibe is truly popping i freestyle like it’s my life
act like you know me
every artist is my brother i don’t f-ck around with phonies
leave a fraud on ice like zambonies
p-ssing out a necklace of connollys
lastly
put diamonds on my casket
treat the macbook like a basket
i’m pulling out these trap hits
i’m was bumping gucci back in cl-ss b-tch
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