Me ft. J Brooks, Yung 23 & Henry Rich Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
It's Deimos, Deaf Note
Flow is spectacular
Hop on the track blaze with my vernacular
Everything facts flip on 'em like spatulas
They got that pancake(pan cake) they just ask for it
Bitch need to 'man up' that's a cross dresser
Y'all better? nah get a large stretcher
Don't get carried away your dog wanna bite
And get caught on the net I'm a dog catcher, y'all get it
I'm trying to body somebody I'll dead 'em behead 'em it's body art
Nobody gon' tell you can't be yourself
If they're yelling it to you they probably aren't
If they doing themselves then it's masturbation
So if they buss they ain't talking shotty spark
Send so many shots when I'm spitting
They thought I had four arms (Forearms) like a body part
Whenever we show up we show out
It's going down like a nosedive
See the flicker and fire in both eyes
I'm a machine call me Zordon
I'm doing me with no ray in-between (Do Re Mi)
They asking me what does that mean
That mean it's a whole lot of shade in-between
OCD make sure my placement is clean
Deaf Note faculty death tote casualties actually saying that we killing the shit
Niggas won't battle me calling in sick when actually COVID ain't even exist
D Man he tucked his tail in like the bitch that he is
Trying to play big dog well bitch I'm a pit
These niggas done got me pissed
Walking my bulldog right to your crib, nigga
Look in my eyes what do you see
It ain't no lie I got that fire burning in me
To my surprise these lil guys thinking it's sweet
'Til I blaze 'em I'm the heat they can't tell me who to be I'm doing me
Look in my eyes what do you see
It ain't no lie I got that fire burning in me
To my surprise these lil guys thinking it's sweet
'Til I blaze 'em I'm the heat they can't tell me who to be I'm doing me
Heyyyy Deimos it's fascinating
I done seen them bite my style
Like fashion statements they say "Juice come on it be asses shaking"
"Well when my shit come on they be taking beaks"
Well congratulations you figured it out
You are whack and basic
That's a combination of trash and fake shit, to let you know
That's my obligation you're welcome that's part of my occupation
If the opposition is Will Smith and Wesson
Well fuck around and let Jadakiss (Jada kiss) 'em
Then it's table talk like "Juice you tripping"
But I live this shit you just in the visiting
Give you this real shit it's been a privilege
You heard it from a real one who fucking did it, nigga
We got 'em shook and we just keep on cooking
I'm seeing 'em looking while you mad at me
I got your BM stripped down to her lashes
And I got this rapping shit down to a T
I'ma act broke while I work on these
Ms I'ma blow smoke while she work on the D
I'm hearing some shit I ain't seeing from niggas
Bro must be missing the yellow wavy
Shit'll get different bitch should've listened
Deaf Note the camp deadly intentions
I touch it it's gold I spit it
They finished this hunger is endless this hustle relentless
I do my lil top on your block bitch
I'm spinning stretch it and flip it 23 the gymnast
I look in your eyes I see pussy you timid
You see how I'm living bitch I got the vision
Yung
Look in my eyes what do you see
It ain't no lie I got that fire burning in me
To my surprise these lil guys thinking it's sweet
'Til I blaze 'em I'm the heat they can't tell me who to be I'm doing me
Look in my eyes what do you see
It ain't no lie I got that fire burning in me
To my surprise these lil guys thinking it's sweet
'Til I blaze 'em I'm the heat they can't tell me who to be I'm doing me