[Intro]
Laughs
Beats By Jhay Yeah
[Verse 1: BlaqBonez]
Aye Yeah
Best Rapper in Africa yeah I’m really Popping
Niggas really asking why I be so cocky
You should ask your sister why I be so cocky
And your mom’s coming late, blaming that shit on traffic
Heard a lot of niggas dissing I ain’t feeling much
Coming at me for having the shit that y'all been wishing for
It’s like Miley telling Kim K that she ain’t thick enough
Like Lil Pump telling Jay to get his money up
Y’all ain't made a dime but y’all talking to me 'bout royalties
Cannot pay producers so they come at me on cover beats
Now I’m faking streams? cause clearly they doing awfully
When my one track is your whole fucking discography
Nothing in they pockets, no wonder they be so out of pocket
Got this home advantage don't fuck around please do that in private
Or you get the president involved like A$AP Rocky
No competition, know who's the main event and who's the after party
Every move is planned and my shit going accordingly
Your move is to wait for my move I get it honestly, bruh
In your defense, you was just searching for hype
In my defense, I got Van Dijk and Godin on the side
Why I’ll be shitting on these rappers
All my verses feel like potty breaks
Reconfigure they faces make it hard not to body shame
Someone asked me why I give attention when they fucking hate
It’s like driving, gotta look at dummies when you overtake
Look 'em in the face cause I’m done with that stupid talking yeah
Your fav is gon’ beat me, nigga put your money on it
Working till you're six foot sleeping bruh, I ain’t backing down
Headline, Mainstream rapper is now underground
Shut the fuck up, do you know who you’re talking to
I’m a lion, I'm a beast, a cheetah my shit gone zoom
I’ll be dogged, earn my stripes, a tiger the way I move
Am way bigger than you niggas, the Elephant in a room
What's up
Laughs
Beats By Jhay Yeah
[Verse 1: BlaqBonez]
Aye Yeah
Best Rapper in Africa yeah I’m really Popping
Niggas really asking why I be so cocky
You should ask your sister why I be so cocky
And your mom’s coming late, blaming that shit on traffic
Heard a lot of niggas dissing I ain’t feeling much
Coming at me for having the shit that y'all been wishing for
It’s like Miley telling Kim K that she ain’t thick enough
Like Lil Pump telling Jay to get his money up
Y’all ain't made a dime but y’all talking to me 'bout royalties
Cannot pay producers so they come at me on cover beats
Now I’m faking streams? cause clearly they doing awfully
When my one track is your whole fucking discography
Nothing in they pockets, no wonder they be so out of pocket
Got this home advantage don't fuck around please do that in private
Or you get the president involved like A$AP Rocky
No competition, know who's the main event and who's the after party
Every move is planned and my shit going accordingly
Your move is to wait for my move I get it honestly, bruh
In your defense, you was just searching for hype
In my defense, I got Van Dijk and Godin on the side
Why I’ll be shitting on these rappers
All my verses feel like potty breaks
Reconfigure they faces make it hard not to body shame
Someone asked me why I give attention when they fucking hate
It’s like driving, gotta look at dummies when you overtake
Look 'em in the face cause I’m done with that stupid talking yeah
Your fav is gon’ beat me, nigga put your money on it
Working till you're six foot sleeping bruh, I ain’t backing down
Headline, Mainstream rapper is now underground
Shut the fuck up, do you know who you’re talking to
I’m a lion, I'm a beast, a cheetah my shit gone zoom
I’ll be dogged, earn my stripes, a tiger the way I move
Am way bigger than you niggas, the Elephant in a room
What's up
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