Zachary Hill, Yesify - Genius lyrics
[Zachary Hill, Yesify - Genius lyrics]
Hey, Yesify uhh, what’s goin' on, man?
You’re kinda fallin' off and fallin'
Off a little hard your old music was fire
But I’m not too sure about your new shit
It seems like you just, kinda like
Stopped caring about the shit
You’re puttin' out
Which probably explains why you drop a
New song every five fucking years
Oh, oh, yeah, uhh, what’s up with this album?
Seems like every time I blink
You change the name
Just pick a name and stick with it
Um, anyway, hit me back later
Back on my bullshit
Bitch, I’m on top like some cool whip
They like to say I’m a genius shoutout Zac
I like to think I’m the meanest
So damn blind, can’t see this
I don’t give a fuck to rap in arenas
I got the brains and the musclе
Fists on lock if a bitch wanna tussle
I shoot a score like I’m Russеll
I like to rap on the sidelines
I just be doin' some errands
I always tell my parents
"Please don’t listen"
COVID-19, better keep that distance
I got a Christian mom, I got a Christian dad
Gotta stay calm
(Uh) , I don’t wanna make 'em mad
My fans hate when I’m sad
That’s too dramatic with a automatic
Won’t check on my page if I do not rage
Don’t care 'bout my age
I’m flippin' the page
I should just blow up the stage
Not a threat, but a metaphor
Wait 'til you see what I’m bettin' for
You gon' pull up with a glizzy
I knock 'em out, make 'em dizzy, aye
The way that I talk, the way that I walk
Seein' my body, I’m outlined in chalk
(Ight, raw shit no double vocals)
Got no time, tick on the clock
The pistol that trigger they thoughts
They wantin' the key
I’m changin' the locks
I’m on a mountain, I’m climbin' the rocks
Back on my bullshit
Bitch, I’m on top like some cool whip
They like to say I’m a genius shoutout Zac
I like to think I’m the meanest
So damn blind, can’t see this
I don’t give a fuck to rap in arenas
You’re kinda fallin' off and fallin'
Off a little hard your old music was fire
But I’m not too sure about your new shit
It seems like you just, kinda like
Stopped caring about the shit
You’re puttin' out
Which probably explains why you drop a
New song every five fucking years
Oh, oh, yeah, uhh, what’s up with this album?
Seems like every time I blink
You change the name
Just pick a name and stick with it
Um, anyway, hit me back later
Back on my bullshit
Bitch, I’m on top like some cool whip
They like to say I’m a genius shoutout Zac
I like to think I’m the meanest
So damn blind, can’t see this
I don’t give a fuck to rap in arenas
I got the brains and the musclе
Fists on lock if a bitch wanna tussle
I shoot a score like I’m Russеll
I like to rap on the sidelines
I just be doin' some errands
I always tell my parents
"Please don’t listen"
COVID-19, better keep that distance
I got a Christian mom, I got a Christian dad
Gotta stay calm
(Uh) , I don’t wanna make 'em mad
My fans hate when I’m sad
That’s too dramatic with a automatic
Won’t check on my page if I do not rage
Don’t care 'bout my age
I’m flippin' the page
I should just blow up the stage
Not a threat, but a metaphor
Wait 'til you see what I’m bettin' for
You gon' pull up with a glizzy
I knock 'em out, make 'em dizzy, aye
The way that I talk, the way that I walk
Seein' my body, I’m outlined in chalk
(Ight, raw shit no double vocals)
Got no time, tick on the clock
The pistol that trigger they thoughts
They wantin' the key
I’m changin' the locks
I’m on a mountain, I’m climbin' the rocks
Back on my bullshit
Bitch, I’m on top like some cool whip
They like to say I’m a genius shoutout Zac
I like to think I’m the meanest
So damn blind, can’t see this
I don’t give a fuck to rap in arenas