ENTERTAINERS. Lyrics

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These entertainers, feigning, fucking your brain, I swear in your head is a riot

I walk around with a big daddy Kane in my pants, all these peeps on my dick is so tiring

Don't be mistaken, I'm Snake, ain't no taking my place, they mistaking this BS for talent

Talking they shit, when they see us they quiet

Don't ever fuck with me kid, I'm not Cudi

Don't play boy, like Carti

This hairy nigga got style

They surprised that a nigga got rhymes

They ain't never gonna pull up in my section, I'm a ghost when you see me boy run!

I'm the most, too much sauce and it really gon run

Can't walk on a nigga like the City hall grounds

Folks wanna have a conversation with me, outta hopes that a nigga won't drop

But I'll drop

I'm chasing the guap, green Ceelo

Y'all niggas lost like Nemo

I need more beats, nee-nee-need more

I'm fucking shit up like Deebo

I'm rapping and stacking

By stacking I'm grabbing the prezzies, then put em in my pockets and roll

I can never run out of flows, if they Jack this one, imma just go ahead and get me some more

Yeah, nigga I drip like the ocean

I don't know if that makes sense at all

Yeah, nigga I'm lit and I'm focused, it's hard to get hold of them both

Yeah, you know when I pull up it's "oh shit, that nigga came ready for war"

Yeah, you gotta give me my tokens, coz I have been doing the most

I.L.L.U.M.I.N.A.T.I

You see I see you, believe everything that you read right?

You feed right off everything that you see on the media

Treating celebrities like they gods, they nothing but just entertainers, feigning, fucking your brain, I swear in your head is a riot

I walk around with a big daddy Kane in my pants, all these peeps on my dick is so tiring

Don't be mistaken, I'm Snake, ain't no taking my place, they mistaking this BS for talent

Talking they shit, when they see us they quiet

Don't ever fuck with me kid, I'm not Cudi

Don't play boy, like Carti (Carti, Carti, Carti, Carti)