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tv torrance - okay, uh, torrance i have one more problem lyrics

[verse 1: tv torrance]
shoot my shot like a sniper, diy stuff like viper
your career old, your music ain’t bold, your career old like mich-lle pfeiffer
stack up, now y’all want to do the opposite of back up
y’all must be some mad dumb oppositions cuz when i don’t give money, you get sad, uh
you drowned yourself in reverb, now your own career sunk
if you recording music off your iphone in my home dissing me, then your career sucks, ayy!
universe like steven, i’m beatin’ the beat and
i just got this out of reading in a single seating
it’s a sight to be seeing when i react to your beating
you were just eating and leeching off the man i was being
when i diss them back, best believe they say sorry
get you caught up in a scandal, like you was the college and your pal was lori
got arrested for fighting for a chicken sandwich and when i got out i stole it like a bandit!
let me give you your receipt like amazon, telepathy is in transit
i get home, check my phone, check the bank, guess i’m rich!
16 lines later, torrance k!lls you with a lightsaber
they frightened when i cite my lyrics and write them
like damien lee, i face palm and say bye man!
i had strong hands like iron fist, i could break out of strong sand
i listen to juice through the straw spot and watch movies on demand
you think you got a bugatti, you colored your 1999 with a crayon
man oh man, your career is probably what it says on rodrick’s van
my music go insane like alice cooper
i just ran away from a state trooper
yes just like i’m from wreck it ralph, try to compete, you lose cause i’m the best
and that can be proved cause i get no rest, i polish my bars with crest
hands first when i punch you when you think you my landlord
i demand more, let me kick through your door, is this your order?
got a rolls, can you afford or are you a team 10 merch h–rder?
shoot up in the sky like a rocket man or a young soldier

[interlude: blackout telepathy]
okay, uh, torrance i have one more problem

[verse 2: blackout telepathy]
pull up to your block with a 40, uh
go to 7/11 to get my gas up
making money, get my stack up!
better call for back up
40s in my back trunk
make me mad, finna go super saiyan just like drugs
you suck so bad, can’t get one verse
yes i’m the best, this my universe
i’m just a young being
there’s a whole future am seeing
when i come out, all these people fleein’
watch out, move your ford explorer
listen up for this sad story got to hurry up like a cameraman on maury, uh
got you feeling like dory, ain’t knowing sh-t
keep on talking, feed you 5 popeyes biscuits
telepathy, change sh-t
i’mma make you change sh-t
make your brain split, yuh, uh
when i’m with my side-chick, uh
get out of line, i be like “bye b-tch!”, uh
feeling enlightened, uh
top of my game, doing it better, yeah she’s frightened, uh
she also is my side chick, uh
nothing is different, feel like the same man
something is wrong then, cause year ago felt like a strong man
what rhymes with demand, like man, godd-mn
like i said, finna go super saiyan, finna mess up with bloopers
call me hercules ’cause the h on my chest
yes i am the best
i wear a bulletproof vest
shoot you with my burst semi-auto
i’ll be the first let you know
you come in my way you get the hands first, uh
feel like a jedi, the fallen order, uh
i get so much stacks, you get a quarter
rocket ride, i’m in the sky feeling like marty mcfly

- tv torrance lyrics

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