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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke P
Songwriter
Thomas
Songwriter
Edwin
Songwriter
Lyrics
I'm gonna kill you on the beat that's a rip
I'm spicier than salsa and your bitch gon double dip
Go grab an umbrella cause I'm spitting all night
I'm smarter than that bitch that had a key and a kite
When your girl see me you know your gonna panic
The ice on my wrist coulda sunk the Titanic
My bars so nice and you know I'm not lying
Your girls the imposter but I'm rocking with cyan
Call me the king cause I'm already the best
Your girl ask me if I wanna have sex
I got grills on my teeth and I'm scrubbing with crest
Open three in the corner you know I'm gonna flex
Luke P call me up cause me and dog a good pair
He said I rap like polo but bitch I never cared
I'll still dunk on you when I'm wearing my vans
I'm the man I don't make plans
Meet me at the rim boy and you know I'm gonna yam
Game winner on your head and I don't shake hands bitch
Brand new to the game and I'm fresh on the scene
Wake up make a song and I still don't need caffiene
And I'm balling like I'm bean and I keep my money clean
I've been doing this rapping since twenty eighteen
When I hop on the beat there are zero sense of stopping
I could never loose never fall what you talking
I'm running pg and I bring the ball up
Coming back to the bar to get some more in my cup
And I And I And I never take an L
Go in between my legs look back and you fell
If you ask me how I'm doing I'll tell you swell
Aye album so hot it is going straight to
Got you with the cross I won't never hesitate
The only thing I hope is that they'll appreciate
When its all over and I decided to quit it
It ain't this easy making that many hits
Games getting boring man I need some competition
Locking up players I'm feeling like Pippen
I'll never make a rap for some fame
I shoot it with my eyes closed I don't even gotta aim
Fourth quarter crunch time coach put me in the game
Two seconds left game winner call me fucking Dame
Written by: Edwin, Luke P, Thomas