Huh, yeah, yeah, what
Huh, huh, woah, woah
Huh, yeah, you know we pushing the wraith
He wanna slide he get hit in his face
Burning him up and we putting his ashes inside of a vase (Inside of a vase)
Woah, yeah, he need some glasses
Leave his bitch sticky like f*cking molasses
Feel like I'm rapping like cactus
Feel like we walk, woah (Woah, yeah)
It's one in the morning if he try to run he get smoke, huh, cigar
Huh, I took his bitch from the bar, huh
Taking her back to my crib and we getting so high I feel like we in mars
Whipping around in the Benz we push the Mercedes I bought her like 10 foreign cars
Yeah
Huh, all of those boys think they cashin
Motherf*cker if you would just look in the mirror for once you would stop f*cking cappin
This writers block get to me, huh
Boy you is dead to me, huh
I'm puttin' you on to a channel put him on the news and he turned into history, huh, huh
Huh, woah, I bought me a chain that shit was antique
I'm thinking too hard and my brain is gon' leak
I don't wanna be different cause I ain't unique, woah, yeah
Huh, my momma heard this and she told me to rap about shit that I don't even wanna
That shit make me sound like a bum
And that shit is gon' get me made fun of, woah
Momma I'm sorry I'm just tryna make it
I don't give a f*ck about watching my mouth
I don't care what I'm motherf*cking saying, yeah, huh (Woah, yeah)
They better than me
We split him in half now he red as the sea
Cooking some eggs and adding the cheese but this ain't no regular cheddar this quiche
Huh, yeah, you know we pushing the wraith
He wanna slide he get hit in his face
Burning him up and we putting his ashes inside of a vase (Inside of a vase)
Woah, yeah, he need some glasses
Leave his bitch sticky like f*cking molasses
Feel like I'm rapping like cactus
Feel like we walk, woah (Woah, yeah)
It's one in the morning if he try to run he get smoke, huh, cigar
Huh, I took his bitch from the bar, huh
Taking her back to my crib and we getting so high I feel like we in mars
Whipping around in the Benz we push the Mercedes I bought her like 10 foreign cars
Yeah
Huh, yeah, you know we pushing the wraith
He wanna slide he get hit in his face
Burning him up and we putting his ashes inside of a vase (Inside of a vase)
Woah, yeah, he need some glasses
Leave his bitch sticky like f*cking molasses
Feel like I'm rapping like cactus
Feel like we walk, woah (Woah, yeah)
It's one in the morning if he try to run he get smoke, huh, cigar
Huh, I took his bitch from the bar, huh
Taking her back to my crib and we getting so high I feel like we in mars
Whipping around in the Benz we push the Mercedes I bought her like 10 foreign cars
Yeah
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English
Huh, yeah, yeah, what
Huh, huh, woah, woah
Huh, yeah, you know we pushing the wraith
He wanna slide he get hit in his face
Burning him up and we putting his ashes inside of a vase (Inside of a vase)
Woah, yeah, he need some glasses
Leave his bitch sticky like f*cking molasses
Feel like I'm rapping like cactus
Feel like we walk, woah (Woah, yeah)
It's one in the morning if he try to run he get smoke, huh, cigar
Huh, I took his bitch from the bar, huh
Taking her back to my crib and we getting so high I feel like we in mars
Whipping around in the Benz we push the Mercedes I bought her like 10 foreign cars
Yeah
Huh, all of those boys think they cashin
Motherf*cker if you would just look in the mirror for once you would stop f*cking cappin
This writers block get to me, huh
Boy you is dead to me, huh
I'm puttin' you on to a channel put him on the news and he turned into history, huh, huh
Huh, woah, I bought me a chain that shit was antique
I'm thinking too hard and my brain is gon' leak
I don't wanna be different cause I ain't unique, woah, yeah
Huh, my momma heard this and she told me to rap about shit that I don't even wanna
That shit make me sound like a bum
And that shit is gon' get me made fun of, woah
Momma I'm sorry I'm just tryna make it
I don't give a f*ck about watching my mouth
I don't care what I'm motherf*cking saying, yeah, huh (Woah, yeah)
They better than me
We split him in half now he red as the sea
Cooking some eggs and adding the cheese but this ain't no regular cheddar this quiche
Huh, yeah, you know we pushing the wraith
He wanna slide he get hit in his face
Burning him up and we putting his ashes inside of a vase (Inside of a vase)
Woah, yeah, he need some glasses
Leave his bitch sticky like f*cking molasses
Feel like I'm rapping like cactus
Feel like we walk, woah (Woah, yeah)
It's one in the morning if he try to run he get smoke, huh, cigar
Huh, I took his bitch from the bar, huh
Taking her back to my crib and we getting so high I feel like we in mars
Whipping around in the Benz we push the Mercedes I bought her like 10 foreign cars
Yeah
Huh, yeah, you know we pushing the wraith
He wanna slide he get hit in his face
Burning him up and we putting his ashes inside of a vase (Inside of a vase)
Woah, yeah, he need some glasses
Leave his bitch sticky like f*cking molasses
Feel like I'm rapping like cactus
Feel like we walk, woah (Woah, yeah)
It's one in the morning if he try to run he get smoke, huh, cigar
Huh, I took his bitch from the bar, huh
Taking her back to my crib and we getting so high I feel like we in mars
Whipping around in the Benz we push the Mercedes I bought her like 10 foreign cars
Yeah
Huh, huh, woah, woah
Huh, yeah, you know we pushing the wraith
He wanna slide he get hit in his face
Burning him up and we putting his ashes inside of a vase (Inside of a vase)
Woah, yeah, he need some glasses
Leave his bitch sticky like f*cking molasses
Feel like I'm rapping like cactus
Feel like we walk, woah (Woah, yeah)
It's one in the morning if he try to run he get smoke, huh, cigar
Huh, I took his bitch from the bar, huh
Taking her back to my crib and we getting so high I feel like we in mars
Whipping around in the Benz we push the Mercedes I bought her like 10 foreign cars
Yeah
Huh, all of those boys think they cashin
Motherf*cker if you would just look in the mirror for once you would stop f*cking cappin
This writers block get to me, huh
Boy you is dead to me, huh
I'm puttin' you on to a channel put him on the news and he turned into history, huh, huh
Huh, woah, I bought me a chain that shit was antique
I'm thinking too hard and my brain is gon' leak
I don't wanna be different cause I ain't unique, woah, yeah
Huh, my momma heard this and she told me to rap about shit that I don't even wanna
That shit make me sound like a bum
And that shit is gon' get me made fun of, woah
Momma I'm sorry I'm just tryna make it
I don't give a f*ck about watching my mouth
I don't care what I'm motherf*cking saying, yeah, huh (Woah, yeah)
They better than me
We split him in half now he red as the sea
Cooking some eggs and adding the cheese but this ain't no regular cheddar this quiche
Huh, yeah, you know we pushing the wraith
He wanna slide he get hit in his face
Burning him up and we putting his ashes inside of a vase (Inside of a vase)
Woah, yeah, he need some glasses
Leave his bitch sticky like f*cking molasses
Feel like I'm rapping like cactus
Feel like we walk, woah (Woah, yeah)
It's one in the morning if he try to run he get smoke, huh, cigar
Huh, I took his bitch from the bar, huh
Taking her back to my crib and we getting so high I feel like we in mars
Whipping around in the Benz we push the Mercedes I bought her like 10 foreign cars
Yeah
Huh, yeah, you know we pushing the wraith
He wanna slide he get hit in his face
Burning him up and we putting his ashes inside of a vase (Inside of a vase)
Woah, yeah, he need some glasses
Leave his bitch sticky like f*cking molasses
Feel like I'm rapping like cactus
Feel like we walk, woah (Woah, yeah)
It's one in the morning if he try to run he get smoke, huh, cigar
Huh, I took his bitch from the bar, huh
Taking her back to my crib and we getting so high I feel like we in mars
Whipping around in the Benz we push the Mercedes I bought her like 10 foreign cars
Yeah
Writer: Noah Fabrizio
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid