Alan Ward - Barely Lyrics

Oh yeah, I'm a rapper and they call me Alan Ward
And I was gonna be like, oh my god, for real
Like, what
Nigga, I'm looking at you like, what the f*ck

Hear the beat, so know I'm just here to speak like a college teach
I got college reach, just f*ck, party and go to sleep
Daytona Beach playing in the sand, got me extra cheese
Yo, whoa is me

Cause I'm underground, still hope to breach
What to eat
Another beat
Yum, yum, how she swallow

Like a shot of rum, get down easy
Do not tease me
Dreamville kicks, Billionaire tee
Yeah the style greasy, in the game so I can change fame
You do not need me, left off ya top lists

Oh, it's cool, yeah, I know the rule
It's just probably cause I don't post, like your jokes, or I finished school
Done asking first, they don't want a verse cause they might lose
Not green, they blues, fake tweets

How they leaving clues
Man, let me cool
Nah, f*ck that, gon' light me up
With a pinch of dust, gon' wake me up

Everyday a plus, I've been ballin
Guess I favor Russ, cause the hate a must
414, Wisco cold, really made of Bucks
In six, like Drake in this bitch, how we rollin' up

Call herself angel, I praise chips
Got Pringle f*cked
While I'm up, you just stuck
Cut nice, no nip and tuck

Love me so much, if I really drip, she'd sip me up
That brown dime, Berry
Cute style, Harry
Lost friends, Perry
And my Benz, scary

My mood varies
Wisco dude, dairy
Big crews, Terry
How I lose, Barely

You never planned on telling me about this
Whole other you.. like
Like, don't you think that's weird