Something to Rap About feat. Tyler, The Creator

歌詞

Bitch Nigga Nigga bitch Oogie-boogie nigga Sniff it up Fuck nigga came to my section on Sunday Didn't even bring shit or bottles just ate Drank and dipped fuck nigga Ay ayo Scammin' niggas maxin' out ratchet bitches actin' out God made me sell crack so I had somethin' to rap about Lobster lollipops and crustaceans ho what you mad about I fucked her twice in Vegas that pussy wasn't shit to brag about And I can't draw for shit but I knocked a bitch that I paid to sit Magnums and some sweet Airmatics yeah bitch I came equipped I'm don't do no sucker shit no ho mistletoe and Christmas exchanging gifts She don't like it bitch can punch out niggas be changin' shifts yeah You niggas bringin' out the old me I'm tryna live to ninety-three and see the old me When I touched that crack I let them crackers take control of me Serve the piece caprice ain't got no heat man it was cold G Record labels downed me forty thousand on my first advance Fucked up on my taxes IRS kept me on payment plans Crime fuckin' pays but once you paid you gotta pay the man Straight survival right hand on the Bible I won't take the stand yeah VL niggas trap it out Lord let me hit this ho so I have something to rap about Been through shit with hoes that I look back and I can laugh about This shit wasn't no joke sittin' in that cage this shit was draggin' out Diego trippin' cause I'm sittin' ain't no package out You robbed the plug kicked in the door and cleaned the mattress out Right back in the trap these niggas bringin' out the old me I'm tryna live to ninety-three to see the old me yeah Ayo Nail is in the coffin Freddie sent me this shit This sound like the boat I haven't bought yet This sound like the moment I jump off it Sun shinin' cold water feelin'in my pocket This lake water better than the faucet I grew up with We hold our breath like grudges 'til we nauseous We hop out let the sun dry us like raisins We get dressed in some Gucci or Lacoste shit it's amazing We look like Polo ads but skin is dark and- I gotta move cautious ‘cause niggas malicious they come from the trenches I used to be a Goblin under them bridges now I'm up in this man I started gettin' mula as young and now I got bigger hands To hold them if I got too much on me I know my niggas can I keep my circle tight like tops nothin' corn no crops You messy and get cleaned up with the mop I went to school and I ain't miss it a lot So I can be around niggas like you and learn how to keep my distance I cut some niggas off on some hater shit niggas said to me R.I.P. T's ‘cause these motherfuckers is dead to me Nail is in the coffin murder murder I'm sick of y'all niggas and I ain't coughin' I know me Y'all often anxious lost in y'all thoughts and I don't relate So keep that energy away from me Don't blame me ‘cause you ain't got it figured out You ain't got the bigger house the jig is up You jealous dawg my afro long I'll pick it out Like cotton on some basic shit is off We ain't adjacent I'm grounded like the pavement we ain't linkin' like the bracelet broke Better get your wrist that hold on that thought you gettin' gold the fuck away cause niggas'll get they faces broke I just got a thumbs up and niggas go like Good job You better find a shoe store and get your sole Get it quick and slip it on And I'll be in Mykonos lemonade sippin' slow Jumpin' in the water off that boat I haven't bought yet (bitch) One take Let me hear that I meant to say Mykonos (haha) I think a thing is he dying from alcohol I'm afraid But if you write dope shit it doesn't do any good what you die It is to teach these parents to be civilized people