TINMAN! Lyrics

The only Rari that can afford is a Lego set

Talkin' all that talk but they won't shut up, they ain't hear me yet

If they don't like me then it's fuck em, I won't be upset

I'm a shit talker, getting money, I won't break a sweat

I know they not shit talking, last I heard that boy in debt

He got better luck risking his life playing Russian roulette

I'm an artist, go ahead and draw you out of silhouette

You said you a dog, I go put you down like I'm a vet

I am not having beef with a dead man

You beef gone bad, we gon' put you in a trash can

Fill his body up with metal, turn him to the tin man

Switch sides so much that I thought he just went trans

You have not been him, you just been ham

Bitch, I'm a goat, they should put me in a Space Jam

No bitch, this halal, not goat, this lamb I should kick you out just for asking, God damn

Please get out of my DMs if you asking for money

Do me a favor, check out Indeed, I'm not being funny

Stop acting like the big dog, you a little puppy

You can't sit with us at this table if you dress bummy

He not slime, wipe his nose, it's just runny

He not in a gang, he on his period, he just bloody

Why does he think he hard as fuck, he just a dummy

That boy done got away with so much, he just got hella lucky

Play it safe, that's the biggest risk you'll ever take

Keep it real, tell me why you think you better act and fake

Cut the grass, tell me why I wanna see a snake?

Kept my circle small for a minute before it was too late

I never rest, fuck the sleep, I like staying awake

Fuck waiting on a waiter, I go and make my own plate

Said that in that one song and I'm still here, I'm taking that weight

Fuck waiting for a spot, you waiting, you getting replaced

Steak and shrimp, breakfast, lunch and dinner

Still thanking god, but I'm a natural born sinner

Tell me why you wearing Champion, but you is not a winner

This the scary season, Playboy hoodie for the winter

Ugh, she ran off with who? Forget her I could do it better, even if you beg to differ

How you break the bread, but you not even the bread winner?

Mmm, heard you capping, you not in a sprinter

Shit, Seagull made the beat and he delivered

Brody making magic with a stick like he a wizard

You ain't got no flavor in your shit, you way too bitter

You think your bitch bad, but I think my bitch is thicker

You think you too cold, I won't even feel a shiver

Don't try to come back now, I won't even reconsider

Stop acting for the net, boy, you not even a killer

This game of life not easy, you just stuck playing beginner

Ayo Seagull, stop flying

Ayo Babs, fuck them bitches up