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Irrelevant Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Bats
Length: 3:04
Written by: Brett Batista




Lil Bats - Irrelevant Lyrics




You wrote that in 30 minutes, I could tell
I'll write mine in 25, handing you the L
I got a new Benz, think I wanna sell
Is dissing me how you come out your shell?
I produce my own shit like I'm Kanye
You know I gotta do it my way
Ask me, I think I sound more like Andre
You could be the starter, I'm the entree
And you have a problem with my politics?
Use my name, at least that got you clicks
You Asian, but can't even use the chopsticks
I itch to make music, it's like I got ticks
Really, Hitler jokes the best you do
You know I can't let you out in the zoo
The only thing that's true is that I done grew
Yeah, I started from the bottom, now I'm taking in this view

How bout you get off my dick (dick, dick)
It's yo ass I'll kick (kick, kick)
Shoot your shot, it brick (brick, brick)
Damn, you make me sick (sick, sick)

And I'm irrelevant
Talkin' like you know that shit
Say you want the smoke
But you can't even take a hit

This one for Logic...
Yo, Ross

Why the hate?
Got fam in the Bay State
I'm great
Learning to accept the hate
Losin' weight
So I can hit you with the train, freight
I'm straight
Death is your fate
When my time is up, they gon open the gate
My time can't wait
Call me all-state
Cause my album they await
When it drop, I dictate
When it's time to create
They like "who's your favorite rapper"
I'm at the top of the debate
By the time I'm 18
I'll be eating out a gold plate

And I'm irrelevant
Talkin' like you know that shit
Say you want the smoke
But you can't even take a hit

Now Ross
Who can relate to that, motherf*cker
Hahahahahaha
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You wrote that in 30 minutes, I could tell
I'll write mine in 25, handing you the L
I got a new Benz, think I wanna sell
Is dissing me how you come out your shell?
I produce my own shit like I'm Kanye
You know I gotta do it my way
Ask me, I think I sound more like Andre
You could be the starter, I'm the entree
And you have a problem with my politics?
Use my name, at least that got you clicks
You Asian, but can't even use the chopsticks
I itch to make music, it's like I got ticks
Really, Hitler jokes the best you do
You know I can't let you out in the zoo
The only thing that's true is that I done grew
Yeah, I started from the bottom, now I'm taking in this view

How bout you get off my dick (dick, dick)
It's yo ass I'll kick (kick, kick)
Shoot your shot, it brick (brick, brick)
Damn, you make me sick (sick, sick)

And I'm irrelevant
Talkin' like you know that shit
Say you want the smoke
But you can't even take a hit

This one for Logic...
Yo, Ross

Why the hate?
Got fam in the Bay State
I'm great
Learning to accept the hate
Losin' weight
So I can hit you with the train, freight
I'm straight
Death is your fate
When my time is up, they gon open the gate
My time can't wait
Call me all-state
Cause my album they await
When it drop, I dictate
When it's time to create
They like "who's your favorite rapper"
I'm at the top of the debate
By the time I'm 18
I'll be eating out a gold plate

And I'm irrelevant
Talkin' like you know that shit
Say you want the smoke
But you can't even take a hit

Now Ross
Who can relate to that, motherf*cker
Hahahahahaha
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Writer: Brett Batista
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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