2016 BET Hip Hop Awards - Cypher 2 BET (Ft. A Boogie wit da Hoodie, Don Q, Kent Jones, Nick Grant & Russ)
[Verse 1: Don Q]
These hoes can't get enough of the don
It's like this, I get my nut and im gone
Type bent when I come to perform
Feel me? and the ice on my left wrist just numbing my arm
And they say death comes in threes that's true shit
I killed Self, killed Flex and Clue, shit
Tape doing numbers check ya mixtape app
And I can still go and chill where I pitch yay at
Driving dirty and I just took the templates back
They got the warrant for my arrest 10 states back
Look at me now, come from public housing on the steps
Now BET with 50 thousand on my neck
And it's shining so they notice me
I'm prolly in her ovaries
Two chicks blowing on my mic like it's flowetry
Ice on my neck you gotta squint when it shine
More gold than Mike Jackson on "Remember The Time"
Said you'd never let me fuck, ho, I remember the time
Now, wait your turn, get in the line, Don
[Verse 2: Russ]
Yeah
Haven't seen a first deal this crazy since Baby, don't play me
Just pay me, I'm the best white rapper since Shady
Tryna fit ten years into a sixteen, that's hectic
All you got is Ls in your circle, that's a Lexus
My new batch of women know wassup, they know I'm very paid
My life's lit, I made my groupie sign an NDA
'Cause naturally I trust less as I get more buzz
Took a look around, is this the Bangbus or tour bus?
Guess I'm slippin', word to DMX
It's alright though, every day I'm receiving texts
My ex is popping back up, tryna play the same game
But you a fool if you get burnt by the same flame
So I x out my exes, but I always got love
For anyone who had love for me before I got buzz
Beats, raps, hooks—I do all of them
Did a show in Africa, the songs they knew? All of 'em
You listen to the breakthrough, sittin' on the debut
Directly after I made my first million, I made two
That's not a flex, that's a fact about keeping focus intact
After wild cash gets passed through your account fast
Put your pride aside and put your taxes next to it
My name stayed the same, I just changed the way y'all viewed it
One song for the summer's not enough for a career, though
You hot right now, I be in hot in ten years, though, real one
These hoes can't get enough of the don
It's like this, I get my nut and im gone
Type bent when I come to perform
Feel me? and the ice on my left wrist just numbing my arm
And they say death comes in threes that's true shit
I killed Self, killed Flex and Clue, shit
Tape doing numbers check ya mixtape app
And I can still go and chill where I pitch yay at
Driving dirty and I just took the templates back
They got the warrant for my arrest 10 states back
Look at me now, come from public housing on the steps
Now BET with 50 thousand on my neck
And it's shining so they notice me
I'm prolly in her ovaries
Two chicks blowing on my mic like it's flowetry
Ice on my neck you gotta squint when it shine
More gold than Mike Jackson on "Remember The Time"
Said you'd never let me fuck, ho, I remember the time
Now, wait your turn, get in the line, Don
[Verse 2: Russ]
Yeah
Haven't seen a first deal this crazy since Baby, don't play me
Just pay me, I'm the best white rapper since Shady
Tryna fit ten years into a sixteen, that's hectic
All you got is Ls in your circle, that's a Lexus
My new batch of women know wassup, they know I'm very paid
My life's lit, I made my groupie sign an NDA
'Cause naturally I trust less as I get more buzz
Took a look around, is this the Bangbus or tour bus?
Guess I'm slippin', word to DMX
It's alright though, every day I'm receiving texts
My ex is popping back up, tryna play the same game
But you a fool if you get burnt by the same flame
So I x out my exes, but I always got love
For anyone who had love for me before I got buzz
Beats, raps, hooks—I do all of them
Did a show in Africa, the songs they knew? All of 'em
You listen to the breakthrough, sittin' on the debut
Directly after I made my first million, I made two
That's not a flex, that's a fact about keeping focus intact
After wild cash gets passed through your account fast
Put your pride aside and put your taxes next to it
My name stayed the same, I just changed the way y'all viewed it
One song for the summer's not enough for a career, though
You hot right now, I be in hot in ten years, though, real one
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