
YOU CLAIM YOU'RE HARD BUT YOU'RE AFRAID TO DRINK KOMBUCHA! Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Steez got the ease to relax
Breeze when the wind blow, cheese be the stacks
Believe that ya wins low, Steve bring it back
Breathe heat from the window, released from the crack
Mop the floor with yall', rack these shoes
fetch the golden egg from the backstreet goose
Trained and battle ready like a athletes moose
And it looked kinda promising, the rap sheet? shoot
Flow be sounding bomb there
Knock on ya dome is it all there
Tell me if you all care?
Whats he long stare?
Ignorance of ya self will take you nowhere
Kawaii why you rap so hard
Flash of the Kodak, when we note these scars
Pull up to a demon on god
Knock you off the fence to the left en guard
Dog you is not bout it bout know yo ass aiint' master p
Your sound is a tragedy, stop with all that blasphemy
Know this is a blast for me, (huh), no surpassing me
Cut you down real quick (huh), you look just like grass to me
Dog you is not bout it bout know yo ass aiint master p
Your sound is a tragedy, stop with all that blasphemy
Know this is a blast for me, (huh), no surpassing me
Cut you down real quick (huh), you look just like grass to me
You cornballs are last to me
Can't act too fast with me
Blow torch in my hand, like Lebron in ten i pass the heat
Know i got that mass appeal
Its a wrap so tap the reel
On darkest night ignite the knighted when i tap the steel
Feeling like a Mastadon (huh)
Network and pass it on
Flipping birds, mixing words as I go an crash the song
Dog you can't get mad at me
Wisdom like a manatee
Answer me this one thing, where is yall' humanity
Dog you is not bout it bout know yo ass aiint' master p
Your sound is a tragedy, stop with all that blasphemy
Know this is a blast for me, (huh), no surpassing me
Cut you down real quick (huh), you look just like grass to me
Dog you is not bout it bout know yo ass aiint master p
Your sound is a tragedy, stop with all that blasphemy
Know this is a blast for me, (huh), no surpassing me
Cut you down real quick (huh), you look just like grass to me