Origin - G.M.H. Lyrics

Give me head give me head
Can't understand what you said
I need head I need head
Yes you heard me correct
Give me head give me head
Or you gone talk me to death
Give me head give me head
Yes you heard what you said

Give me brain give me brain
Wanna know what you thank
Give me brain give me brain
Need it more than you thank
Give me brain give me brain
I'm not feeling that stank
Give me brain give me brain
Wanna know what you thank

Tell me why these rappers so bad
Sound like garbage
Run way with the bag
Man Lil Uzi make wanna kill fags
And Lil Yachty make me not feel bad
Ones like Game make me love this craft
Ones like Em make me wanna be the best
And living my life make me want the rest
Man rappers ain't even got lyrics
He got a new song I don't even wanna hear it
It's rappers like you
That make it hard for a rapper like me
To walk around the hood
And hand out CDs
Fake MCs
Please leave
2+2 would probably make you think
You ont even know
What you rapping bout
Need to sit down and just map it out
Rolling like you get the crap beat out
Dicing up lames I be acting out
I sandwich actors who be flapping mouth
Got ya lips puckered up like sauerkraut
But all you ever mustard was a sour crowd
I'm just telling truth
But tell ya favorite rapper he can get this work too
Make a hit like Drake
Keep a diss in your face
I don't know what else to say
I'm the greatest in the place
I don't make no mistakes

Give me brain give me brain
Wanna know what you thank
Give me brain give me brain
Need it more than you thank
Give me brain give me brain
I'm not feeling that stank
Give me brain give me brain
Wanna know what you thank

Let me show you what I mean
When I flip a little scheme
Have you thinking one thing
But I'm thing two
It's fantastic for
When I'm at your door
To lay to butt down like a mattress store
Bird brain know I got mad report
Got quacks ducking charges like a Matador
Spit flow like a bird bath have some more
Say Ori-O dawg what you asking for
I just want word half to matter more
Or the price going up for what I have in store
You a lyrical disaster
And a literal lil bastard
My son for sure
My puns are pure
Cocaine
You can never know fame
Go flame
I think Im the human torch
Need huge awards
Or my booming core
Gone blast off
Know team rocket sore
Don't forget I'm a problem boy
It's an all y'all versus this monster war
I sponsor Gore e.i. no Guerrero
They'll know
Me roar like a lion
If I'm pulling up beside em
They'll be swimming with the fishes
Like my birth named poseidon
Aye think before you speak
But you know what they say
If it's sweet eat eat