grimey freestyle - khantrast lyrics
[intro]
okay
uh*huh
(man, how the f*ck i start this?)
[verse]
man, i feel like the one they do not wanna play with
ain’t number one, then i’m jacking you racists
no, i’m sick and done of y’all wasting my time
every second you [?], can you please apple pay it?
i went to therapy so i could get me some clarity on why y’all act like a b*tch
thought i was trippin’ when i heard y’all yippin’ and yappin’
y’all actin’ real passive and sh*t
passive aggressive, but if i turn passive, it’s all of a sudden
you a pacifist, b*tch
who mans is this?
i took a sniff in his room, and it smell like a b*tch
now, d*d*d*did i stutter?
p*ssy boy tryna act tough but it sound like they b*b*b*buffered
all i hear is clutter
hate when they say thеy ain’t suckers then b*b*b*burst like a bubblе
i’m doing too much, my brodie told me i ain’t doing enough
they go blue in the face and then blue in the gut
if they buggin, make sure they medulas(?) get rough
that’s how you school a punk
every day i get [?], feel like kenny
dicaprio flow, but my coat is davinci
i’m all for the gold ’cause these hoes coming plenty
[?], f*ck these old heads dummy
go ahead buddy, get to the bread
get you some hoes, get you some head
these days everybody ain’t on sh*t
so real talk, focus on you and your dad
shawty gon’ say i ain’t sh*t
i’m like you right, lil’ sis
if you won’t give me my money
you gettin’ put on a list
f*ck being friendly, no buddies
’cause all of y’all act like a b*tch
all my life, y’all did me wrong
so now, i be grimey as sh*t
i need all of mine, need all the shine
petty as sh*t, give me all of my dimes
nickels, pennies, even dollars and fives
if they f*ckin’ with me, we gotta ride
return of the khan, word of advice, i ain’t workin’ with y’all
f*ck ’em, they ain’t f*ckin’ with me, we ball
motherf*ckers who [?]
tryna call me, tell them all, eat a d*ck
told saru, this the timin’ we on
new friends, no, i’m good off that sh*t
money moves, ain’t no strangers involved
told david i’m the reason you rich
only one who can judge me is god
only one who can judge me is i
if they f*ck with me, get smoked like a za
and that’s word on my guys, khan
wait, what the f*ck
where the f*ck did the beat go? i’m tryna snap
b*tch, i ain’t done yet, bring that sh*t back
i am not up yet, i can’t relax
we in the function, turned to the max
get to the munyun, run up these racks
foot on they necks, can’t let ’em react
talk on my [?], they be talkin’, they yap
walk with no [?], they be walkin’ sh*t back
steppin’ on toes, who be steppin’ like that?
featherweight jab with a heavyweight jab
tell [?], drop a bomb in this b*tch
i’m the new nine*eleven, i [?]
big ups to brooklyn, we runnin’ this b*tch
show love to my city, the rest of them ass
these days, rappers be actin’ like b*tches
i cannot get with it, get sent to the back
and i got god as my witness
i’ll witness this sh*t, right before you get slapped, khan
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