Mumble Rap Lyrics

No cap playamade humbled a hoe husband

They talkin goats till I walk in and end the discussion

I know they lusting for ben

That's why I barely trust them

Now and days I'm known to put it on

That's why I barely tussle

I'm trying to make it to the charts

She said she left him cause she love the way I made it fart

Threw her to the streets when I was done like I'm playin darts

Kind of like van gogh wit this gun

Turn his life to art

Step to me it's over before it start

So cold at counting cheese

I just weigh it in my hand

I'm in vegas about to turn five bucks into five bands

Strolled in caesar's palace

Watched it go the way I planned

Nigga went from broke to rich again

Know a nigga ran it up off the flower grams

Dope heads came for coke

Became the victims of a scam

Got rid of a lot we had to toss it in the hooverdam

Feds risking they life to search for the evidence

I did a lot of shit a nigga can't speak on

Now and days the feds pay close attention to your songs

Glad I had them kids they fucked around and saved my soul

Let's just say that I was compared to El Chapo

I need something that transform if I press a button

I'll flame you wit this heater

Faster then gas to the oven

I fuck around turn into your idol

No Ruben Studdard

Rack in so much butter

Made his bitch stutter

Thermal lens on this ar I see in night too

Shaq in the paint make you niggas look like calliou

Tried to blind slide get misplaced where they can't find you

Laying in a bayou

Niggas wait till they can benifit before they try you

Send the em flying towards the sky the way that kites do

I might bless my bitch today

Before she say achoo

I might bless my drip today step out in the Jordan two's

I might skip today and not turn a nigga to news

Shit I might stop playin and start rapping on them for real

I'm out here light working this shit while y'all stealing flows for a deal

Fuck around and probably be your favorite artist ghost writer

Verses fire

I deserve a mil

This nigga with me every drill

And he ain't spill

He deserve a bill

Five years ago

Flexing on me would've got your body filled

With embalming fluid