lirik lagu wynne - comb's toyota
[intro]
uh
y’all not ready
say wynne
uh
let’s go
[verse 1]
put the kids to bed, i’m ’bout to f~ck the game
i don’t want these kids to hear these rappers yell their mother’s name
y’all rather ask to see my back end, we could’ve split the back end
smoking black & milds, i’m smoking packs of producers i wanted packs from
half rum~half lime, it’s halftime, i’m ant~time
and nine threes in the third, rocks falling like landslide
and n0body can stop me, they copy and paste
i slide on home plate before i tread on a mill
i feel like i’m walking in place
i was popping in [?] spreading tapes through my awkward phase
hopping the stage, hoping the audience would follow my page
now tik tokers rapping rhymes, look like the [?] has changed
y’all can’t carpool with me, y’all clogging the lanes
the dog’s out the cage, i’m not really phased
blood suckers bite my style gon’ taste the garlic and sage
charge the game, i’m ’bout to drop an album
tell the street farmers to harvest before the rain
starving for the fame, are we?
got my [?] on the game, doggy
can’t call me, making my way up to empire
my embers don’t burn from the same fire
blowing bags like a bagpiper
rap better than a headliner
rip the pitchfork out the grip of a [?] rider
been nicer than y’all since [?] cyphers in spin cycles, ill adviser
last night like [?] still inside me
thought i heard shadeur sanders tell me it’s the perfect timing
you can’t stop it, handing out l’s [?]
bobby pin in my bangs that sl!ck back like millie bobby
y’all don’t promote good sh~t then have a twitter pity party
talking ’bout hip~hop’s this and that, y’all need to get a hobby
underground’s been king since playboi carti was milly rocking
[interlude]
yeah
don’t let up on ’em, wynne
[verse 2]
and see [?] finish in [?] timing
thinking ’bout how the plane fuel is k!lling climate
and no matter how you protest, they’ll try to vilify you
watch another pillar rise, i entered my prime six years ago, somehow i’m still inside it
nice on the beat ’cause my parents taught me to k!ll with kindness
can’t get the green off top my mind, i look like billie eilish
hang up emcees and take their mics, i’m out here drilling pilots
sit in silence [?]
so i must’ve done something well, ain’t hard to tell
i’m armored well, seasoned vet, i’m peppered and popovich
offering scholarships off the bus to harvard, yale, i’m not for sale
i’m off the scale, i’m not gon’ fail
at times [?] feel
i was in the gym [?] i was shedding skin, had to let it peel
i was tryna swim, had to grow the gills
[?] by the wind
[?] where i been
i been sitting still [?] sh~t is not a drill
i really do what i say, it’s in my dna
flowers at my feet, they gotta sweep this ledge
i been eating every time i sit down and the booth look like a pizza place
been putting on for portland like i played at weber state, come on
[outro]
that’s right
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