limeade
• Written by RecordHolder
Record Holder right here bruh
yeah you best believe it's me
I buzz lightyear smashed your girl uh huh
all the way past infinity
I call her ass the milky way
shits bigger than a galaxy
now that i've really blown up
i bet my homies is really proud of me
my rhyme flow deadly sick
someone call the CDC
I got all this cash
im finna start philanthropy
on a lyrical killing spree
shit its about to be physical too
if you don't get the fuck up out my face
imma leave you black and blue!
like that dress
or was it white and gold?
either way it was like your rhyme flo
getting fuckin old!
I'm runnin through these wack ass rappers
like a track meet
Im acing the rap test and you still need a cheat sheet
I'm with ya girl until tha mornin
all night you know she moanin
goin up in the club like makonnen
aint got no wings but im in my zone n
im goin hard wont never stop
gettin fizzy like a soda pop
wipe up ya rhyme flow with a fuckin mop
im ridin this thing all the way to the top!
and I'm killin this shit, fuck out my face
an acidic god, not nearly based
not like the moon, not "just a phase"
watch me kiss the sky with my purple haze
ridin deep with all my goons
abra kadabra nigga bendin spoons
i got bags a money like a cartoon
build my rap empire like a tycoon!
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RecordHolder
Member since February 19 2015