ROTATION Lyrics

Rap like its rotation

Rap like its rotation

Rap like its rotation

Rap like its rotation

Rap like its rotation

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Rap like its rotation

Woo

Rap like its rotation

Woo

Rap like its rotation

Woo

Rap like Rap like Rap like Rap like

Yeah

Rap like its rotation

In this bitch

Hold my mic in my hand

Like its my spliff

Never keep a mason jar

Inside my whip

But it always smells like weed

When im inside of it

Slick with the motive, real quick witted

Prick goin' postal, past amateur spittin'

Back on bullshit, y'all gon be finished

Cleanin' up house, rappers my dishes

Takin' yo spouse, all them my bitches

Kickin' y'all out, regarding the questions

Where does he fit in

What is his mission

When is he dropping the diss he was spittin'

I won't fucking tell you

But im flattered that you'd listen though

Don't become malevolent

And do not take it personal

My music is a sedative

I grow through evolution hoe

You should let it settle in

Fighting would be crucial bro

These'll be the strongest bars

So Everybody finna roll

Until I'm behind some bars

Ima take it toe to toe

With anybody in my way

You could never stop the smoke

You could never fuckin roll like I I I

Rap like its rotation

Woo

Rap like its rotation

Woo

Rap like its rotation

Woo

Rap like its rotation

Rotation

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Rap like its rotation

Woo yeah

Rap like its rotation

Woo Rotation

Rap like its rotation

Woo Rotation

Rap like Rap like Rap like Rap like

Yeah

Rap like its Rotation

Tation

You feelin' the sensation

Sensation

Bitch im high

My eyes are red

Blood diamond like a Haitian

Woo

I'm outrageous

Simply ragin'

Cultivated and integrated

Cultivated Integrated

Killa-Mod's here, no need for David

David

Yeah, yeah

Swear to god

My mind, I'm out it yeah

Momma mad

I dropped outta college yeah

I promised to gain me more profit

From the beats that shami droppin'

I made this flow, and you can't top it

Woo

You talk too much

You should pay homage

Woo

I come in clutch

The floor i'll stomp it

Woo

Yo jaw drop

Like a test im bombin'

Goddamn

Who da fuck you talkin' to

Killa in the fuckin' booth

Spitting like i missed a tooth

Got the gas, I'm always fumed

Promise if you get too close

Ima just get rid of you

Fuck you, and a fucking crew

Frankenstein without a screw

Ima have to burn a beat

Until the damn rotation through

Ima have to burn a beat

Until the damn rotation through

Ima have to burn a beat

Until the damn rotation through

Ima have to burn a beat

Until the damn rotation through

Woo

Woo

Its Rotation, Rap like, Rap like, Rap like, its Rotation

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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Rap like its rotation