I crash your mommies house and slap her bandicooch
She got my name tatted down there, yeah that's a fan tattoo
I clap her cheeks and she takes it like a champ you fool
While you cry and make it with a passion fruit (OVO)
My auntie is a man now
I think I'm old enough to understand now
Drinking Paul Masson with her hat turned backwards
Back when it was comedic relief to say, "fa----"
fa----, fa----, fa----, we ain't know no better
Elementary kids with no filter, however
My auntie became a man and I took pride in it
She wasn't gay, she ate p----, and that was the difference
Leonardo thinks he's overcame all the hurdles
But can't get out of his shell, thats why he stole the name of a turtle
They don't want it once they throw my name in the circle
You can make your move, but wait until I make my reversal
Your not dope, it's all smoke, can't match the heat of the flames
That I spit, can't even lie it's, my own league in this game
It's my own niche and my lane on the path to greatness
And now you can live with the regret that I had to make this
I saw my cousin send a letter to some cousin his age
Who eats bacon, first I regretted it then caught my rage, like
How could I not protect him from this awful phase
Never tried to hide who I was, he was taught and raised like
A muslim brother, but while I'm in mosque I can't leave him defenseless
Plus he‘s seen me switching bathtubs, i was on some hadji s---
He heard stories of his uncle thuggin'
So if his cousin is a kefir can't be mad, I'll love him
Never, for him I want better, homie in church dead that
Wait till he come home, you can see where his head's at
Hadjis got blessings, they be tryna live
He seen your sheeps crib, plus I'm sure he know who your uncle is
Although you muslim, plus a halal kid
Don't think I'm slow, I know you probably had that bathtub lit
You 17, I got a problem with it
He looked at me like I'm not the cleanest
Uncle figure but he rocking with it
Alhamdulillah your b---- is not fasting, she eating my meat tonight
You call it harrasing, but for muslims its alright
We dropping bombs like funk flex, we dont have safe sex, i need sunflower seeds ASAP
My carpet is made from cashmere you broke MFer
We hard, praying five times a day
r-----, how can i be homophobic my cousin gay
On my cockpit is not sugar its puerto rican coke you sucker
How many wives you have? Only one? Haha thats lame
How many wives i have? Four, thats game
I’m not sure whether you StudioLeaks kids finna care about this, but on HHS, we would do cypher threads, where people would reply with 4-8 lines to the person above them. Let’s try.
i love sectioneighty
but these clever shady
rhymes’ll never phase these
crying desperate haters
complementing Baby’s
nonexistent cadence
while they try and say he’s
not a sexist racist
Now, someone reply with 4-8 lines of their own on a related or even a new topic.
