Pen Practice Lyrics

Sometimes you know you gotta stretch a little before you go in

What's good y'all settle in welcome

The times imma fumble on the beat are kinda seldom

They said they cold but we the giant snow cone

I'm like cool water in the hands of a Frozone

The vertex guys we the cornerstones

I'm so dialed in I'm an iPhone

Steer the whole ship with my eyes closed

The suggested bros, y'all are typos

I can't bail on Christ that is psycho

Steady dogging the beat call me Fido

I end things with women on a high note

Bars are missiles the pen is the silo

Let me get into the side notes

Which one of y'all headed for the title

Another rapper, another bad cycle

Let's Tour de France, on a bicycle

Played a 48 on a bad ankle

I like her VSCO, no bad angles

Like she from the city of angels

The game is paper, we the big staple

Give a F bout a label

Bring your fork bring your knife to the table

We the news, we the sports on the cable

Rep the land where our flag got the maple

Still shout out to the people up in Lagos

The kid T, flows so effortlessly

Where u get it, all G to the O-D

How the comp All F-L-O-P-S

Yes

Just confirmed the boys up next

The hill boyz steady growing into men

We gonna, break necks, We gonna say amen

I may not get it at first, but like obj imma catch it at the end

Loyal to the end

Problems we amend

Bro said she don't break, she just bends

Uhh

I'm too fly like a Benz

C-class or whatever it depends

On what time of day and which lens

I see a Barbie in search of a Ken

I asked for her number, she just said ten

Slipped a little grin, I said my name Ben

We meant to be like a cock and a hen

Excuse the language, blame it on the pen