[Verse 1: Tech$ Finesse]
All ya'll non beilevers, underachievers, dick eaters, penis pleasers
It don't phase me too call you motherfuckers out when I see it
Riff raff wouldn't want beef wit me
Youtube posting frequently, motherfuckers ask why I always whoop ass, and I never take names, I said it all before I'm a fucking riot maker bitch
Ask your local ho I beat her pussy out the frame
If you got flow you can grow motherfuckers
Sin city, thick chick, with 6 titties, tight clit, for me willy, date her?
Man not really, mary jane, I'll split the philly, stupid high, I'm dumb silly, my brain got me thinkin a milli, but not really
I'm worth 2 bucks give 2 fucks got 2 trucks with 20 sluts, each take your blunts, while I bust a 6 nut, deep in
Andrew luck
Aw shucks!
Fresh to death, with a link cuff, got a mean scruf, mustache ride
She can't bluff when I dive muff she will cream puff
Got her out her skin and I didn't even need dove
Swagger on a million your useless like a pigeon stop typing rhymes wasting peoples mental time
I'm the diabolic
Pot smoking no bars holding choke slam bolding you into oblivion
I'm the lion and your the puss
Imma hang you on my noose with my powerful mind
I'll spin you away from this page you won't exist to me like a pager
You ugly faggot stranger
Hold on you killed it well I'm bringing it back
Yea I'm listening I think ya' rhymes are wack
I thought they taught how to spell in 1st grade
I work so you know I get paid
My nigga you can't see me through a microscope
You probably go to jail and purposely drop the soap
You must smell like real shit, but you really need to quit
Like David Ortiz I'll make a hit you'll probably take a hit, of dope, coke
I don't know your a joke
Your talking but i feel your rhymes are trash and your girl gets smashed
Pass me the Dutch with your left hand so I can get Higher and start this beat off with fire, fire flame spitter, whipping up buds like master splinter
An you know I'm a winner, go figure, making six figures in a year
Call that shit verve cause you know its almost here
Don't be afraid it's not a raging steer, but stand clear
The revolutions on its way, and I can say, once its here, its here to stay
We don't play, with our money we keep that shit 100
Got dope don't mope best not choke when you toke, they call me John Roe but you might know me as John Doe flows so sick all the hoes be catching a cold
I'm locked up in my house trying to get more cheese like a lil' mouse
Time to run up this girls blouse an see what shes all about
All ya'll non beilevers, underachievers, dick eaters, penis pleasers
It don't phase me too call you motherfuckers out when I see it
Riff raff wouldn't want beef wit me
Youtube posting frequently, motherfuckers ask why I always whoop ass, and I never take names, I said it all before I'm a fucking riot maker bitch
Ask your local ho I beat her pussy out the frame
If you got flow you can grow motherfuckers
Sin city, thick chick, with 6 titties, tight clit, for me willy, date her?
Man not really, mary jane, I'll split the philly, stupid high, I'm dumb silly, my brain got me thinkin a milli, but not really
I'm worth 2 bucks give 2 fucks got 2 trucks with 20 sluts, each take your blunts, while I bust a 6 nut, deep in
Andrew luck
Aw shucks!
Fresh to death, with a link cuff, got a mean scruf, mustache ride
She can't bluff when I dive muff she will cream puff
Got her out her skin and I didn't even need dove
Swagger on a million your useless like a pigeon stop typing rhymes wasting peoples mental time
I'm the diabolic
Pot smoking no bars holding choke slam bolding you into oblivion
I'm the lion and your the puss
Imma hang you on my noose with my powerful mind
I'll spin you away from this page you won't exist to me like a pager
You ugly faggot stranger
Hold on you killed it well I'm bringing it back
Yea I'm listening I think ya' rhymes are wack
I thought they taught how to spell in 1st grade
I work so you know I get paid
My nigga you can't see me through a microscope
You probably go to jail and purposely drop the soap
You must smell like real shit, but you really need to quit
Like David Ortiz I'll make a hit you'll probably take a hit, of dope, coke
I don't know your a joke
Your talking but i feel your rhymes are trash and your girl gets smashed
Pass me the Dutch with your left hand so I can get Higher and start this beat off with fire, fire flame spitter, whipping up buds like master splinter
An you know I'm a winner, go figure, making six figures in a year
Call that shit verve cause you know its almost here
Don't be afraid it's not a raging steer, but stand clear
The revolutions on its way, and I can say, once its here, its here to stay
We don't play, with our money we keep that shit 100
Got dope don't mope best not choke when you toke, they call me John Roe but you might know me as John Doe flows so sick all the hoes be catching a cold
I'm locked up in my house trying to get more cheese like a lil' mouse
Time to run up this girls blouse an see what shes all about
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