Adam Calhoun - RAP SHXT Intro lyrics
[Adam Calhoun - RAP SHXT Intro lyrics]
You can get the chrome get
The fitted off your dome
This shit you think you know
Think I'm kiddin' then you wrong
This ain't no song, just flexin' by balls
Y'all broke down like the
Shit in your garage
Put the pressure on your shoulder blade
Talk that shit
Show up in a motorcade, fuck that shit
Man everybody knows you fake
Plus you a bitch
And everybody knows you hate
Hustle and motivate
Everybody knows I'm the GOAT, greatest
How you gonna say I'm not your favorite?
As far as country rap
Goes everyone's just okay
But you know I'ma go
Crazy white boy get a job
Don't sing about stuff, what a punk
What's up you fuckboys stand around
Don't even get shit done, shit's junk
I'm plugged in like light sockets
And plus I am psychotic
Don't bark I bite Mike Tyson
Roll dice gamble life that's in
You shouldn't fuck around with me
Fuck around with me
You shouldn't fuck around with me
I won't let it be i won't let 'em breathe
RIP to a motherfucker who want war with me
Run up get your ass served VIP
Whoop a bitch nigga ass my specialty
SOB, son of a gun, huh
Look at how fast they run, uh
My pistol it knocks heads off shoulders
That's game over done, uh
Whole bunch of hoes and shit hoe clique
No town havin' ass whole bitch hoe shit
Buckshot, get rocked, hillbilly hold this
Want smoke? I got it, who wanna get lit?
I don't tryna hear about your trip
That shit games fucked, two dicks, no bitch
Walk around lookin' like a lick
Prolly rob these dudes with my fist
Who wanna get it rockin'?
It ain't ever been a problem
We can hit 'em with a shotgun
You ain't gonna see tomorrow
He a motherfuckin' goner
I'm a motherfuckin' gunner
Ain't that a motherfucker, motherfucker
Motherfucker?
Leave 'em on slump shit, pull my shit
Took a city boy to show you what country is
Pull my boots on then kicked in the door
Let's run around sayin' bitch this is war
The fitted off your dome
This shit you think you know
Think I'm kiddin' then you wrong
This ain't no song, just flexin' by balls
Y'all broke down like the
Shit in your garage
Put the pressure on your shoulder blade
Talk that shit
Show up in a motorcade, fuck that shit
Man everybody knows you fake
Plus you a bitch
And everybody knows you hate
Hustle and motivate
Everybody knows I'm the GOAT, greatest
How you gonna say I'm not your favorite?
As far as country rap
Goes everyone's just okay
But you know I'ma go
Crazy white boy get a job
Don't sing about stuff, what a punk
What's up you fuckboys stand around
Don't even get shit done, shit's junk
I'm plugged in like light sockets
And plus I am psychotic
Don't bark I bite Mike Tyson
Roll dice gamble life that's in
You shouldn't fuck around with me
Fuck around with me
You shouldn't fuck around with me
I won't let it be i won't let 'em breathe
RIP to a motherfucker who want war with me
Run up get your ass served VIP
Whoop a bitch nigga ass my specialty
SOB, son of a gun, huh
Look at how fast they run, uh
My pistol it knocks heads off shoulders
That's game over done, uh
Whole bunch of hoes and shit hoe clique
No town havin' ass whole bitch hoe shit
Buckshot, get rocked, hillbilly hold this
Want smoke? I got it, who wanna get lit?
I don't tryna hear about your trip
That shit games fucked, two dicks, no bitch
Walk around lookin' like a lick
Prolly rob these dudes with my fist
Who wanna get it rockin'?
It ain't ever been a problem
We can hit 'em with a shotgun
You ain't gonna see tomorrow
He a motherfuckin' goner
I'm a motherfuckin' gunner
Ain't that a motherfucker, motherfucker
Motherfucker?
Leave 'em on slump shit, pull my shit
Took a city boy to show you what country is
Pull my boots on then kicked in the door
Let's run around sayin' bitch this is war