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sts x rdj2 - miss me with that bullshit lyrics

come on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on
comе on everybody, come on
comе on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on everybody, come on

[verse 1]
yo
i grew up cooler than my uncle pulling b+tches in my grandma’s cadillac
when i was a whippersnap, a+town [?]
before it invented trap, before it invented snap
before it invented crunk, southernplayalistifunk
banged outta [?], wood grain, thirty smoke, coked out elbow
man in a box chevy, smokin the bob marley
pushin the rocksteady, tatted like ed harley
[?] blue carti’, maybe i’m too arty
for my own city, what a pity, ain’t too sorry
cause i don’t mumble rap, i don’t humble dap
if y’all know atliens from front to back
got just a lil somethin jumpin like a jehoshaphat
pale cat challenger, the traffic is gridlock
takin all challenges from [?] to tiktok
we see a gang, with me got the trusty six shot
so n+gga come on!

[chorus]
miss me with that bullsh+t
that won’t get you none
you gon keep on getting you up until the job is done
now don’t come with yo problems
leave em right there at the do’
subscribe and get yo issue
and get yo ass out on the flo’
miss me with that bullsh+t
that won’t get you none
you gon keep on getting you up until the job is done
now don’t come with yo problems
leave em right there at the do’
subscribe and get yo issue
and get yo ass out on the flo’

[verse 2]
and look, we all need encouraging words like “that’s amazing”
“awesome”, “competent”, “strong”, “determination”
so i ain’t really wanna tell rappers to stop chasin
the dreams i mean, king, keep doin your thing
but when the pendulum swings, and the hip hop fades
they come out at night looking for dope sh+t
what you gon tell em? what you gon sell em?
sh+t, a hill of beans in boston? [?] in austin?
a trapper from atlanta whose grandma is all flossin?
a mouthful of gold? that’s old but keep talkin
glad i chose the road less traveled but keep walkin
whoever played the point is you know, i keep chalkin
another one up for the team, i’m always up for the task
to fit a size twelve jordan all up in yo ass
run a rapper out the city ‘fo the glock y’all dash
i told those rappers please don’t make me mad
one more time
[chorus]
miss me with that bullsh+t
that won’t get you none
you gon keep on getting you up until the job is done
now don’t come with yo problems
leave em right there at the do’
subscribe and get yo issue
and get yo ass out on the flo’

[outro]
come on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on everybody, come on

come on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on
come on everybody, come on everybody, come on

- sts x rdj2 lyrics

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