Freddie Gibbs, Tyler, The Creator, The Alchemist - Something To Rap About lyrics

Bitch nigga
Nigga bitch oogie boogie nigga
Sniff it up
Fuck nigga came to my section on Sunday
Didn't even bring shit or bottles, just
Ate, drank and dipped, fuck nigga
Ayy, ayo

Scammin' niggas maxin' out
Ratchet bitches actin' out
God made me sell crack
So I had somethin' to rap about
Lobster lollipops and crustaceans
Ho what you mad about?
I fucked you twice in Vegas
That pussy wasn't shit to brag about
And I can't draw for shit
But I knocked a bitch that I paid to sit
Magnums and some sweet Airmatics, yeah
Bitch I came equipped
I'm don't do no sucker shit
No ho mistletoe and
Christmas exchanging gifts
She don't like it, bitch can punch
Out, niggas be changin' shifts, yeah
You niggas bringin' out the old me (Old me)
I'm tryna live to ninety-three and
See the old me when I touched that crack
I let them crackers take control of me
Serve the piece, caprice, ain't
Got no heat, man, it was cold G
Record labels downed me forty thousand
On my first advance fucked up on my taxes
IRS kept me on payment plans
Crime fuckin' pays, but once you paid
You gotta pay the man
Straight survival, right hand on the Bible
I won't take the stand, yeah
VL niggas trap it out
Lord let me hit this ho
So I have something to rap about
Been through shit with hoes that I look
Back and I can laugh about
This shit wasn't no joke
Sittin' in that cage
This shit was draggin' out
Diego trippin' cause I'm sittin'
Ain't no package out you robbed the plug
Kicked in the door and
Cleaned the mattress out
Right back in the trap
These niggas bringin' out the old me
I'm tryna live to ninety-three to
See the old me

Ayo nail is in the coffin
Freddie sent me this shit
This sound like the boat
I haven't bought yet
This sound like the moment I jump off it
Sun shinin', cold water
Feelin' in my pocket
This lake water better than the
Faucet I grew up with
We hold our breath like
Grudges 'til we nauseous
We hop out, let the sun dry us, like raisins
We get dressed in some Gucci or Lacoste
Shit it's amazing
We look like Polo ads but skin is dark and-
I gotta move cautious
'cause niggas malicious
They come from the trenches
I used to be a Goblin under them bridges
Now I'm up in this man
I started gettin' mula as young and
Now I got bigger hands
To hold them, if I got too much on me
I know my niggas can i keep my circle tight
Like tops, nothin' corn, no crops
You messy and get cleaned up with the mop
I went to school and I ain't miss it a lot
So I can be around niggas like you
And learn how to keep my distance
I, cut some niggas off on some
Hater shit niggas said to me
RIP t's 'cause these motherfuckers
Is dead to me
Nail is in the coffin murder, murder
I'm sick of y'all niggas
And I ain't coughin', i know me
Y'all often anxious
Lost in y'all thoughts and I don't relate
So keep that energy away from me
Don't blame me
'cause you ain't got it figured out
You ain't got the bigger house
The jig is up
You jealous dawg, my afro long
I'll pick it out
Like cotton on some basic, shit is off
We ain't adjacent
I'm grounded like the pavement
We ain't linkin' like the bracelet broke
Better get your wrist that
Hold, on that thought, you gettin' gold
The fuck away
'cause niggas'll get they faces broke
I just got a thumbs up and
Niggas go like "Good job"
You better find a shoe store
And get your sole
Get it quick and slip it on
And I'll be in Mykonos, lemonade
Sippin' slow jumpin' in the water off that
Boat I haven't bought yet (Bitch)

One take let me hear that
I meant to say Mykonos (haha)

I think a thing is dying
From alcohol but I'm afraid
But if you write dope shit
It doesn't do any good what you die
It is to teach these parents
To be civilized people, becau-