6LACK - COFFEE BEAN Exercise lyrics

Got a little cold look

Don't mention my name if
It ain't love attached
This exercise, man I love to rap
It only take a couple bars for me to warm up
Show up, show out
All over the place, like a Nicki m roll out
Shout out to the Barbs
But don't be in my comments
Spammin' wit’ no unicorns
Fuckin' up my conscience it’s love
I just figure out the best metaphors
My studio a Mecca like a young Okafor
This is polished, shinin', eclipse, blindin’
Tom Brady timin', young Clipse, Grindin'
Niggas think that I'm a singer till
I really hit that switch
My mental dictionary is a fully loaded clip
I'm wit’ Sway in the AM
Sip gin like, Asian rapper
Back from battle rapper days
I got accolades
Grammy nominated from my first shit
Put your best verse against my worst shit
Perfect ain't it funny how that shit goes
I ain't viral, but I bet this shit goes
I know they love it when a
Nigga put them words together
Spit, rip, and dip, put them verbs together
Shit's strange, long way from where I came
Evil blockin' my vision just like a bang
But I’m Geppetto to a puppet
Writer for a muppet eye on the prize
You got pride? Better tuck it
I ain't pop but I got carbonated verses
Them shit's burn like soda when you first sip
I can't kick no bullshit when
People out here suicidal
So love to my idols, love for my rivals
Love to my bible, love for my rifle
Love like Eiffel Tower
Over any nigga thinkin' that he wit’ me
Listen to your CD, put em in a
Shoulda been a frisbee
This is for my nigga’s back home, Zone
This is for the ones who led me on, gone
This is for them girls thinkin' wrong
It's long
And this is for my girl when I get home, bone
Strong, wish a nigga clone
Wish a nigga pluck a hair just
For a strand of DNA
Take it to the lab, hold it to the light
And give it to the specimen
But not quite right
I'm flexed up lyrical tech up, TEC’d up
Complex nigga Nadeska, blessed up
I could do this shit wit’
No hands and no eyes
Could probably kick this shit with no foot
I'm that fire
I am not to be compared, don't be foolish
Southern rapper wit’ a twist, like a Rubik’s
I am Skywalker smokin', don't get too high
Bitch i did not come here to play
I'm on some Kawhi shit
I'm on some Dubai Shit
I'm on some "save up and be wise" shit
It sounds lame when them
Singles stop streamin'
And your labels stop callin’
And you stressed out tryin’
I'll be somewhere on an island
Chillin' with my tribe, and
I don't know who these nigga’s think they are
Put holes in the beat my flow is an AR
I am a God like R-A
They don’t want beef so lay low
Get hit wit’ A-Rod like J-Lo
Wet flow, y’all nigga’s slippin’
Russell Westbrook
Boys y’all nigga’s trippin’
Russell Westbrook
Boys y’all nigga’s trippin’