I’ve been fly so long,
I fell asleep on the
fuckin' plane.
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Y’all on the ’gram holdin’ money to your ear.
There’s a disconnect, we don’t call that money over here.
If you are not performing fellatio for radio rotation,
What's the ratio for radio play at your station?
If your not paying to play, the record is dead,
Puts a whole new spin on radio head.
I’ve been fly so long,
I fell asleep on the
fuckin' plane.
I get imaginatve
with a box full of adjectives
a brain full of adverbs
and a box full of laxatives
Shittin on rappers,
causin’ hospital accidents.
God help me before I commit some irresponsible acts again.
I'm diabolical,
follicle
triggers
that I cock and squeeze
Sending shots to ancient Greece
to pop Socrates
I bear arms
like button-downs
without the sleeves
Manic depressive
and possessive
like apostrophes.
Super
califragilistic
expialidocious.
Dociousaliexpi
fragilisticcali
super.
You couldn't make the fans
throw up their hands
if they swallowed their fingers
Trigger fingers turn to twitter fingers.
“When I met you I admit
my first thoughts was to trick.
You look so good huh,
I suck on your daddy’s dick
For all of those who wanna
Rip your fucking skin off just to get on your nerves
You are witnessing elegance in the form of a black elephant
I made Jesus Walks,
I'm never going to hell.
Couture level flow is never going on sale.
Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses
Fire, water, air, dirt. Fuckin’ magnets. How do they work?
Worst rapper on this track third coolest
Nothing was fucking awesome, trying to make it from the bottom this is feeling as hard as Vince Carter's knee cartilage is.
Cause I’m cooler than a polar bears toenails
Oh my god, is that a black card?
I turned around and replied,
"Why, yes. But I prefer the term
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in the door. I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll. Married to the money, introduced her to my stove.
Her beauty is why God invented eyeballs. And her booty is why God invented my balls.
Y’all couldn’t rap this dope with a Zig-Zag
Dead in the middle of Little Italy
little did we know that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily.