Haleaux - Shouto Lyrics

How these people gettin' on, doing other people songs, and y'all just singing along with it
That cut me to the bone, I'd tell them hit the gong, but cha'll don't see nothing wrong with it
Try to tell me they strong, so I say hit my phone, but oh no they got the wrong digits
Got nothing on their own, but flex like they're strong boy you better go home with it
And my name rings bells like a front door
Woman whatchu lookin' at my tongue for
On the floor, face down, ass up more
Sorry baby I'm bout to ruin your contour
Ya baby mama got rough feet, buck teeth, musty, and a body built to play rugby
On top her personality ugly, so even when the kid's gone you stuck G
Life is a movie but you have no scenes
All of your jewelry turns green
Most of your homies date teens
No I'm talkin' eighteen, you're sad and gross
Uh dude, you're mad and broke
Those shots were jokes and I laugh the most
Wanna try me? People always say they ready
Til they find out Haleaux is Ray J petty look (Oh dear)
Ye ain't got it, ye ain't got it
It's okay lil nigga, ye ain't bout it, ye ain't bout it
I remember I'd record, get it finish, show it off, y'all would witness
Still say, ye ain't hot, ye ain't hot
Well damn
Better get a sweater and chill
You can try and name anybody better in skill
It don't matter who you got, while I climb to the top, Imma take all them spots like Cruella De Vil
I get cream with my flavor that's yoplait
If he think I ain't here, give him rogaine
If he too gassed up give him rolaid
He ain't really a rapper he just roleplay
Remember back in the old days, we loved rappin
Somebody please tell me what happen
How we end up with all of these mubblin', thuggin', undercover lovin' drug addicts
My OG like dawg, you should be sonnin these niggas (Why)
We making fun of these niggas (Why)
We been getting gwap on the block for like 10 years, I ain't seen none of these niggas
So that got me second guessin' all you mention
All ya blessin' just finessin' for some mentions
And I bet this segment got ya sweatin
Talkin' outcha neck but check it I ain't stressin' cuz
If ya carry on and act rude, watch ya body get carried out like fast food (Hmm)
Ion't like to be that dude but if you don't see I'm not the one, then I have too (Hmm)
Treat em kind of like a bathroom, yeah they act hard but don't move like statues (Hmm)
Permanent like a tattoo, bout to eat all these creampuffs like a fat dude (Hmm)
You'll need blessings like achoo, not the type to @ you, the type to come at you (Hmm)
Been nuts like cashews, since the boy met world like corey matthews (Hmm)
You suck like vacuum, no soul like bad shoes (Hmm)
So if you in a bad mood, naw bruh thats a bad move