FULL.METAL.JACKET Lyrics

Fuckin' rappers (holy shit) half of them

Huh, but that's okey we get it, we get it

Like, half of them sound alike, okey? we get it

Like they be rappin like this

I just popped some bottles of mollies and I don't feel the same

I just drank some lean with the lollies to make the people say

Holy shit you're rad with your tats and all that, please be my bae

I just dyed my hair with a color that resembles more pain

Like, you know, that kind of stuff, like

This fame upon my name is insane, I cannot die

Got some ice upon my wrist but damn I can't even tell the time

If you can't tell the time then why the fuck you got the ice on?

Skinny white kid fuck your wrist

Jawline Sharp enough to cut your wrist off, sipping Kristov

Yeah I'm pissed off, like the bowl in the toilet

Don't need a punchline to find time to get your mind and boil it

"Motherfucker I'm ill, venereal disease in thesis, I'm very lyrical uh"

You want a bar fight? for' you barf right, boy

Cut yourself on barbed wire, and burn inside the bonfire

Working hard or hardly working? I fuck up your cards

Either way you're surely sleeping on YDoubleR

You're switching your lanes with so many names

You're fucking with lanes, dissolving your brain

But eating the same, you're buying the bullshit they package in bulk

Motherfucker I'm equipped with all the right nuts and bolts

I play piano, come on, I hit all of her right notes

And givin' props to Biggie and Pak' who told me loads (yeah, aye)

Calling out all of you rappers who don't give a shit about culture, just money

You fuckboys gon' get what you give cause the world that you live in's so toxic it's lovely

Got these fuckers running like the beep test, uh

Got my brother saying that I'm "up next", uh

Got your main bitch trying to text me cause you're running suicides

While she's sucking on my thick cock

Talking bout these people soft, you rapping bout a Poptart

Biting off another rapper's beat who's in the hard yard

You in it for attention, in the limelight, in the nightlight

Once the energy is gone, your power's empty, fucking no heart

"Motherfucker I know what I'm rapping about

You save a dog from a pound, gets locked into a kennel"

Enough attention brought around a starving artist

Now is found, gets put into a box and labeled pushing on his pedal

Bitch, uh

You know I'm just saying, I'm just saying

Like, you know, you know, you know what I'm saying

You know what I'm saying, you know

Yeah, you know, you know what I'm saying

(Shout out biv)