Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corry Alexander
Songwriter
Lyrics
Im in the yo and im high as hell
Italian Ice so you know the smell
You hear my name and it ring a bell
It ring a bell
9 Times outta 10 im all black like a nun
In 2020 a young nigga dropped Run
Skinny nigga but my name weigh a ton
The best man wins and this rapping shit fun
This rapping shit fun
Let me talk to the mic while the za beat my lungs
Got a bad bitch she speaking in tongue
She callin me papi i beat her back in like a drum
You niggas is not on a crumb
Dont call my phone if it aint about funds
Stuck in my zone like a monk
Cant carry the weight we call em a lunk
That mean he aint built for it
I dont sip drank but I still pour it
And im riding foreign so bet money I floor it
The women be loving the way that I flow it
I dont gotta talk my work do the boasting
Punch up the beat and it sound like im coasting
They riding the wave and bitch im the ocean
Throw up the dub you know thats my notion
Tris and wock thats the potion
Whats in my wood its potent
My stick illegal my bitch tote it
Shit i might even let her blow it
If she hit you thats a L hold this
Different feeling when they ask who wrote this
They taking my bars and they quote it
Damn im feeling like Otis
Raw to the core you cant clone this
Bmdub on my bones bitch I own it
Weird shit I dont condone it
Its part of the game and I shouldve known it
And i shouldve known it
But its cool im ahead of my time and im far from a fool
Im too smart for you niggas im never gon lose
And im always on top so this shit aint nun new
So this shit aint nun new
I roll outta the bed and get in the booth and give em the blues
Yeah i can give you some clues
And you still wont know how to live in my shoes
Man bring the hook back in
Im in the yo and im high as hell
Italian Ice so you know the smell
You hear my name and it ring a bell
It ring a bell
9 Times outta 10 im all black like a nun
In 2020 a young nigga dropped Run
Skinny nigga but my name weigh a ton
The best man wins and this rapping shit fun
Im doing this shit day in and day out
You niggas be biting I found my own route
How you stealing the sauce but you still in a drought
Niggas dont even blow and they be burnt out
And wassup with you bitches who fucking for clout
You making the wrong name please sit down
Giving pussy to the whole goddamn town for a name you bitches is clowns
But dont be offended girl do what you do
I know a few niggas theyll pay ya too
Shit they might even trick and make a new you
But youll never know so just play by the rules
Okay thats 70 bars and thats right off the top
Im not even tired so why would I stop
Im just in the studio crafting
Honestly dont even know when to drop
But understand that when i do
Ima fuck up the game like Cube
And bring it to ya doorstep like the mailman bringing the news
I floated this beat like a cruise
Now im finna leave i might go to peru
You honestly not living right if 1Mula is not in yo queue nobap
Writer(s): Corry Alexander
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