FARFALLE Lyrics

Same as I ever was

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Walked in the function with zip

Don't need nun' but myself

Thats how it been since rip

They follow my board taking notes

That student mentality sick

How you gon' drive that boat

If you couldn't roll with the sticks

I been around a few months at least

They already ask me for advice

I told em I been a beast

Its too late if you can't think twice

Not on my life am I boutta just wait

I see it I get what I like

Necktie got me thinking I'm Magic Mike

Talk dookie on me and your crack get wiped

Like it just went outta date

You could drop a thousand tapes

And never reach up where my work sitting at

Can't pull up that bar, you outta shape

Fan get that fire for free

I'd pay a fan get you fired, a fee

For fumbling that bag so tough

You thought you was giant, I caught you slipping, you off of your feet

Pushing out the trap like I just got back to the 561 and I'm clicked up

Can't hang with nobody who switch up

Jit up the fist and I'll make sure he don't get up

Spit up the chicken you owe folk mister

Hit a lick on me, I don't forget ya

Stay touching my pot he getting blisters

If he don't want the oven, shouldn't have been in the kitchen

And thats how it is

And that's how it's gone stay

Neutch

Hi it's Khizzy Neutron

The happy full time new artist here

I just made about a hundred beats and I ain't even have to use Omnisphere

Shawty said that she need a Buck

And I told her that was her problem dear

I was actin up about my sin

I'm tryna get a contract like a sarcomere

I got on a bow tie like Donald Duck

If you ain't flippin bills you got it backwards

I know you seem fishy it takes one to know one

They heard that I came from a school full of snappers

Plz don't compare me to none of you rappers

Welcome to Bay Breeze

Pullin the shells out

Taking they heads off

Man y'all should know how the kid be frying these shrimp

That crustacean was tasty

I know that they hate me

Situation sticky

Y'all be sweet as syrup

Traction like molasses

Doing less than average

They think they can get me tell dem boys to hurr up

I been moving quickly

Peeking through my glasses

Truly I'm a savage

Radish how I turnip

Can't compete with Khizzy

They all wanna ride

My foot in they side

I treat em like a stirrup

It's time to go

Ice on me cold

Like I played in the snow

Know that I raise from the ash like a Phoenix and spittin that fire a dragon with flow

Sippin on hot sauce

Chick in my call log

Hittin out the ball park

Back on the road

Brodie get knocked off

We playin top golf

He raise a flag but I swing dent him up put em back in the hole