lirik lagu whack follol de rah (what would beanz do?) – triz nathaniel
i leave the game on snooze, yall got like ten more minutes
rap’s sec, i’m getting all up in your business
by my third album i’ll be a triple crown winner
y’all talking horse sh-t, neigh-saying -ss n-ggas
it’s a game but i don’t play, triz is realer
so yall gonna feel this like the late mrs. diller
but your rhymes are still a lil’ sluggish bruh
sounds like hyphy-glycemia (yuh!)
got the toast in my pocket, b
that’s what happens when you keep your bread next to the heat
right hand to jeezy i ain’t running these streets
but last time i checked i was the man on the beats
on your girl’s fantasy team, i’m rb1
’cause your boy got the meats like arby’s son
we ain’t peers lil’ n-gga your career is done
you got 99 tracks but a hit ain’t one
i’m going all-in, betting on myself n-gga
still ballin’ – don’t know nothing else n-gga
and while you on the shelf stallin’ like a soviet
i’ll tie you to a missile on that wile e. coyote tip
icy b.m.’s – that’s cold sh-t
and when i wrote this i was so baroque kid
but that’s why my sound’s so cl-ssic
and since these rappers stay whining i had to let em have it!
they don’t even live by a code
so i’m treating their features like a no-fly zone
and even though i love the mud on the highroad
i know so many bloods y’all thought i was type-o
i’m like rambo with a lil’ son of sam though
had to murder this beat ’cause my dog told me so
and til they throw me in guantanamo
i’ll be like a girl working on her period, i hustle & flow
my ho eco-friendly, got a very little waist
and with you i’m malpracticing, i got no patience
i’m like drake with the coach of the raptors way i’m on your back
cuz yall whack n-ggas got it all backwards
like saying trump donald f-ck
spit truth in the booth n-gga what!
i got a sl!ck mouth cuz talking greece-y is a must
so it’s athens to athens and dust to dust
trust, if i’m keeping it 100 you don’t want it
cuz i talk with my hands like a d-mn sock puppet
and interrupt if you wanna kick the bucket
i’m in a mood like stank cooch, not to be f-cked with
i see an uptick in impostors that prosper
but i knock ’em dead in a pool – wade in the water
rhymes so sick, but i’m wary of doctors
so i’m eating more ginger than a grown harry potter
i’m nice, but for what? cuz i’m fed up with starving
so i’ma take extra steps like j. harden
on point with that rocket when i blast it off
and you could trust me whenever i ain’t lying my -ss off!
the cast off, now i’m dealing serial arms
these trix up my sleeve be my lucky charms
ya jive turkey, we in the same gravy boat
you salmon -ss n-gga, you f-ck around – get smoked
i’m hungry, just wanna keep food in my mouth
and it’s hard to believe i ever had any doubts
way p-ssy chasing me, must be a mouse
cuz the track so g n-ggas wanna rob their own house
no sense of decency, my other one’s heightened
so i can see the whole rap game and it’s frightening
a bad bl-wj-b – everybody biting
i clap-back with thunder that’s so enlightening
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