Ham Sandwich (USA), CataclysmG - I Got That lyrics
[Ham Sandwich USA, CataclysmG - I Got That lyrics]
When I jumped in the game
I didn't ask for this
Got promoters on the line to pay
And share my shit
Life like a cheat code, didn't enter it
Either way, hack or not, got randoms pissed
I'm ballin' on the streets, I got that heat
You're sitting behind bars 'cause
You're a deadbeat
All I do has layers, come help me unpack
Look at that, I fucked up and came back
Crazy how I beat up with the whole crew
Got it
If you wanna get it I'mma leave you nada
Son you so hard I'm turnin' up on your momma
Got a godlike flow
They don't pray to the Brahma
Ay, roll the clip and spray it like crops
Give me a lead role, I'm causin' the drama
Yung Mower on the track, I'mma cut fools down
Ya foldin' like Poker, Crazy Eights in town
Every verse more nutty, just pass 'em around
I'mma steal ya bitch
And leave you in the ground
When it comes to this game
You're a little shit
You're like Melman, you got a long neck
And you're a big bitch
Don't retaliate, you can't fight the truth
The only thing you've done is
Fuck up your own youth
I'm royal, this the emperor's new groove
And now you in the toilet
Cause you're just P2
I'm rolling rolling rolling rolling
Rolling in the Coup
I'm floating floating floating like a
Cracker in the soup
I'm balling balling balling balling
Balling how I shoot
You crawling crawling crawling on your
Stomach like a newt
Now please, get on your knees
You can't step to royalty
You got no clout, my wrist on freeze
Check my steeze
My neck so clean and my queen pristine
I don't need to prove myself to a peon
So much ice, you can call me Leon
Put on myself, but you'll never be on
Ham Sandwich empire lasts for eooooooons
I'm sure still going up, like a suicide door
In the penthouse
You stuck on the ground floor
Stack it up then I recount, call me Al Gore
Big green? I got that
I shoot for real, but your guns cap
This potential is still untapped
But your story is about to fade to black
I didn't ask for this
Got promoters on the line to pay
And share my shit
Life like a cheat code, didn't enter it
Either way, hack or not, got randoms pissed
I'm ballin' on the streets, I got that heat
You're sitting behind bars 'cause
You're a deadbeat
All I do has layers, come help me unpack
Look at that, I fucked up and came back
Crazy how I beat up with the whole crew
Got it
If you wanna get it I'mma leave you nada
Son you so hard I'm turnin' up on your momma
Got a godlike flow
They don't pray to the Brahma
Ay, roll the clip and spray it like crops
Give me a lead role, I'm causin' the drama
Yung Mower on the track, I'mma cut fools down
Ya foldin' like Poker, Crazy Eights in town
Every verse more nutty, just pass 'em around
I'mma steal ya bitch
And leave you in the ground
When it comes to this game
You're a little shit
You're like Melman, you got a long neck
And you're a big bitch
Don't retaliate, you can't fight the truth
The only thing you've done is
Fuck up your own youth
I'm royal, this the emperor's new groove
And now you in the toilet
Cause you're just P2
I'm rolling rolling rolling rolling
Rolling in the Coup
I'm floating floating floating like a
Cracker in the soup
I'm balling balling balling balling
Balling how I shoot
You crawling crawling crawling on your
Stomach like a newt
Now please, get on your knees
You can't step to royalty
You got no clout, my wrist on freeze
Check my steeze
My neck so clean and my queen pristine
I don't need to prove myself to a peon
So much ice, you can call me Leon
Put on myself, but you'll never be on
Ham Sandwich empire lasts for eooooooons
I'm sure still going up, like a suicide door
In the penthouse
You stuck on the ground floor
Stack it up then I recount, call me Al Gore
Big green? I got that
I shoot for real, but your guns cap
This potential is still untapped
But your story is about to fade to black