[Verse 1: WP]
I'm a good guy, girl is 5'6"
And she suckin' dick, it's mumble time
First album that we wrote, but we never rhymed
See it in my eyes, yeah you know the vibes
Within the first week Rick T has a stupid bird beak
Yuh, this is mumble rap
We ain't from the streets, we ain't claim that
Speak only facts, your mom is mad cause
I nutted in her hair, this is WP
And I just don't care, yuh (I just don't care)
[Verse 2: CGrillo]
Aye, yo, MRIG on the set
Pull up with teh Tec and Imma shoot at yo neck, aye
Yo, Imma cash the check
Imma grab the axe and Imma chop like Aztec, you know
Aye, you are just a speck
Flexin' with yo girl, but she look just like Shrek, yo
Aye, gimme just a sec
Felix up next with them bars, what the heck
[Verse 3: Flex]
Haven't written in minutes, ball like Scotty Pippin
Shoot a nigga like a zombie, I ain't trippin
Got the Mac inside the kitchen
It got yo name if you snitchin'
[?] a hundred to a fifty, I skill it
Gettin' to this chicken, no cap, I'm never sinkin'
I'm just tryna fuck, then I'm dippin'
Ain't got the time if you switchin'
Listen, I don't give a fuck if you different, I'm tryna pull through the dimensions
Gotta relocate
Servin up the lean, might go hit a stain
Silent moves through the rain, make yo draco hit his brain
And if you talkin' shit, then I leave you in the lane
I swear you gon feel the pain, we can see it through yo gains
[?] trash through yo veins and you ain't go act the same, yeah, yeah
I'm a good guy, girl is 5'6"
And she suckin' dick, it's mumble time
First album that we wrote, but we never rhymed
See it in my eyes, yeah you know the vibes
Within the first week Rick T has a stupid bird beak
Yuh, this is mumble rap
We ain't from the streets, we ain't claim that
Speak only facts, your mom is mad cause
I nutted in her hair, this is WP
And I just don't care, yuh (I just don't care)
[Verse 2: CGrillo]
Aye, yo, MRIG on the set
Pull up with teh Tec and Imma shoot at yo neck, aye
Yo, Imma cash the check
Imma grab the axe and Imma chop like Aztec, you know
Aye, you are just a speck
Flexin' with yo girl, but she look just like Shrek, yo
Aye, gimme just a sec
Felix up next with them bars, what the heck
[Verse 3: Flex]
Haven't written in minutes, ball like Scotty Pippin
Shoot a nigga like a zombie, I ain't trippin
Got the Mac inside the kitchen
It got yo name if you snitchin'
[?] a hundred to a fifty, I skill it
Gettin' to this chicken, no cap, I'm never sinkin'
I'm just tryna fuck, then I'm dippin'
Ain't got the time if you switchin'
Listen, I don't give a fuck if you different, I'm tryna pull through the dimensions
Gotta relocate
Servin up the lean, might go hit a stain
Silent moves through the rain, make yo draco hit his brain
And if you talkin' shit, then I leave you in the lane
I swear you gon feel the pain, we can see it through yo gains
[?] trash through yo veins and you ain't go act the same, yeah, yeah
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