J.R. Writer - History in the Making lyrics
[J.R. Writer - History in the Making lyrics]
We get them, daddy
Everything we spit is taffy
I'm too bad for you to send
Them little niggas at me
I'm in the back of a bigger Caddy
Getting nasty
Bitches licking me off like she trigger happy
Grip a Matty so when I say I pop white
The black cats know I ain't trying
To get rid of acne
Check it, I pop mines reckless
Let a nigga fake try and pop my necklace
You see kids hanging out the drop top Lexus
Press it, make blocks drop like Tetris
You ain't never been as nice as me
I'd said the way you'd like to be
White as key, peddling that ivory
You're not at all vandal
Check how your dogs scramble
I can make an umbrella pop out the door panel
Son, you all candle
That's that all-white Phantom
With them damn refrigerator door handles
It's like everything I'm hearing bores me
Plus I can't help if
Everything I wear's flossy
Flossy, I put some cheddar in the ear
'Bout a G, please
Your life is worth a pair of
You got's to, Paul Wall simple shit
But, I had to go get
My grill from the dealership
This how's killers get styling
So I understand why you're wilding
You're too broke to get a grip
Listen, prick, I'm cashing them M's
Your damn boss
They seem the type to scratch that I spend
I just happen to win, plus I'm so past you
You might as well wait for me
To pass you a gift i would end you spitters
Can't compare who's sicker
'Cause, I'm in the zone where
I don't hear you niggas try to holler at me
Everything we spit is taffy
I'm too bad for you to send
Them little niggas at me
I'm in the back of a bigger Caddy
Getting nasty
Bitches licking me off like she trigger happy
Grip a Matty so when I say I pop white
The black cats know I ain't trying
To get rid of acne
Check it, I pop mines reckless
Let a nigga fake try and pop my necklace
You see kids hanging out the drop top Lexus
Press it, make blocks drop like Tetris
You ain't never been as nice as me
I'd said the way you'd like to be
White as key, peddling that ivory
You're not at all vandal
Check how your dogs scramble
I can make an umbrella pop out the door panel
Son, you all candle
That's that all-white Phantom
With them damn refrigerator door handles
It's like everything I'm hearing bores me
Plus I can't help if
Everything I wear's flossy
Flossy, I put some cheddar in the ear
'Bout a G, please
Your life is worth a pair of
You got's to, Paul Wall simple shit
But, I had to go get
My grill from the dealership
This how's killers get styling
So I understand why you're wilding
You're too broke to get a grip
Listen, prick, I'm cashing them M's
Your damn boss
They seem the type to scratch that I spend
I just happen to win, plus I'm so past you
You might as well wait for me
To pass you a gift i would end you spitters
Can't compare who's sicker
'Cause, I'm in the zone where
I don't hear you niggas try to holler at me