Whatup Doe
• Written by LinguistiX
yeah.....yeah
This beat is so sick, you hoes need to be exposed
rapping with no flows, punchlines apparently landing
Critical blows, glaciers, i got through the snow
All enemies froze this is the life they chose, they fell
addie rose to the front rows// fresher than designer clothes
I'm hotter than coals, shot popper// throw em proper
call me clubber lang//come on pussy get clobbered
i knock em down and lemme continue//violence;
it resolves all my issues, if you owe me money
i advise you pay your dues//or get bruised
prove that I did it// no face no case// im in this place
racing against some of the best rappers ive ever heard
flyer than a bird//higher than kite and thats alright
street cred precedes me// so loco// chillin solo
my girl had to go// told that trick go hoe//im on my grow
check nuts or put ya fists up and get cut like a vasectomy
damn...where my heart go. from the start i was bitter
always been slightly sinister call me mr. winter
hands like lightning when they're striking, swear to god, on god
this is so exciting, drama aint worth the bullshit
You aint worth my time, hell half these dudes fakes, flakes
Dandruff, damn son this a bad one and fact is eriks a sad one
Few step to the boy, give em strep, whip em like a pet
whip em harder I am not even close to finito
wrap em like plastic, eat em up like burritos
smoke hella vapor, used to have a cleito cletus
beat the case reppin myself proven, they cant beat us
On my side I have god, you have jesus
pieces of my puzzle fit, the real multiply. Slang in the chi.
You wanna eat but im selfish when it comes to mine
smell like fish, and pussy, shell fish, dont push me
i squash men for free, this mc is starving like marvin the martian
im a rookie, lines food for thought// choco chip cookies
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LinguistiX
Member since January 23 2017