Manic Rambling ＼(°□°)／ Lyrics

Yeah

What up?

What up?

What up?

Heyo!

Yeah

Drink water read Zatch Bell you know how it goes

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

I wrote this

Atrocious

Niggas moving bogus

I notice

Y'all ain't shit

I just tell em buzz off while I'm flicking my wrist

What is this?

I be cooking up a scheme

Like Hakeem

Got a dream

Got the team put em on

I been strong

Carry weight on my back

Sometimes you can catch me stressing

But I never really lack

If the shoe fits I be takin shots cause I'm strapped

What is that?

Nigga I don't wanna chat

All these niggas wanna shoot high they be falling flat

Like a bitch with no ass takе it back

I invest in my soul see me running up the track

Hol up

Heyo!

Seeing a copy I'm bitten

I've written real shit with a vision

The wrist that be flicking

Can take me the distance

They ain't really wit it

So fuck it my nigga turn up the ambition

Like damn get yo mans

Never knew he couldn't hang

With these hands getting bands

Ricochet shots bang

Understand

You a groupie if you cheesing cause of me

Yeah my name holds weight with some vowels U O me

Can't you C

Making waves my nigga you got double E

Like yo mind and body tired gotta pay a finders fee

Michael Myers niggas moving really weird no Halloween

I acquire different play dough but it's mostly blue and green

Guess I'm childish

I be wyling

But I'm not a coyote

Though my schemes be on the same shit my brothers gotta eat

It ain't Ramadan

No waiting long

But still I'm moving fast

Call me sonic getting coins I tell that hoe I do the dash

Imma crash in that pussy if I need some relaxation

Beat it up cause I lost my other fight with my temptation

Explanation I be selfish

Niggas let it rock cause I got better moves than Elvis

Stroking with my pelvis

You fucked

Imma knuck if you buck boy

Knuck if you buck boy

Knuck if you buck boy

Nu nu nu nu nothing is a challenge

Throw it my way imma manage

I'll just switch up on the shift

Then I swerve like its a drift

Say errrrr

That's ER I got the cure

You can't hold it down for shit niggas way too insecure

I'm still moving like a blur

I be in and out the scene

All these niggas really average do the math that's what I mean

Bitch this shit ain't adding up

I guess da vision ain't enough

I gotta act like double cup

I lost my senses what is up

Nothing much

Call my bluff

All these bitch lookin stuck

Nevermind that shit my nigga flexing shit I'm lookin tough

If lil mama want the drama I just may give her attention

If my clout is IRL then every voice becomes a mention

Like damn that's that nigga Jav

That nigga too suave

But he ain't shit ain't you bump his song the one that's on my block?

It get hot

Couple opps

Then some shit that's bouta drop

He ain't lie to tell the truth my nigga grind don't ever stop

I been running way too long

This song

Got bars racking like digits

Spazzing twitching

Quit that bitchin

Flows like hoes I get to switching

I ain't missing

I don't miss her

Swear ta god I never kissed her

I just get the fucking top

To remind me of my mission

Aye!

Oh uh I got a call?

You're a fucking bum pick up your phone