Abstract lyrics
by Princess Nokia
[VERSE 1: Dayl0n]
Impatiently waiting
For the day my creations
Reach levels high as Jamaicans
Anticipating the hatred
I'm cruising and skating
While y'all sitting debating
Whether or not,
I'm the hottest in the 706
Bro ignorance is so bliss
And yo this isn't a diss
Just telling you what it is
Thekidsyouhate about to break records
Like Ice Cube did inside of Priority office
Straight Outta Compton
You blast my sh*t
And then head just gets to bobbin
But if you got a problem wit me we could get it poppin off
Don't you know I'm crazy?
Call me Dennis Rodman
Fly as hell like Mary Poppins
I'm chill like a sundae
Bro I'm good without some toppings
I dare you to try and stop me
I own this sh*t
No running in my lobby
I'd be quick to Shmurda you shoutout to Bobby
I'm an outlaw no Kadafi
My flow you try and copy
But son you cannot top me
No homo
Don't roll solo
Got a squad that could outflow
The Euphrates
Rhymes hotter than Hades
Clean like a brand new mercedes
While you chase money and ladies
That sh*t pathetic
My sh*t prophetic
My sh*t so sick you need a medic
Your sh*t so fake that it's synthetic
[VERSE 2: Rivr]
Yeah
Who the hottest rapper out?
If it ain't Rivr, then ya better watch ya mouth
More heat for you than the summer in the south
Been spitting fire, time to show you what it's bout
So lyrically, you ain't fearing me
Listen up, is you hearing me?
I do more than you ever can
Feeling on b*tches spiritually
Worldwide like spherically
Catch me kicking in Italy
Bad b*tches in Sicily
Pizza slices infinity
Tell me what's the severity?
Plot thickens, conspiracy
Making music adherently
Listening, are you hearing me?
I ain't taking you seriously
You a joke
I hope you wanna-bee n*ggas can stay afloat
All I wanted was castles and little moats
Now I want badder b*tches up on a boat
I used to struggle with making a senior quote
Until I saw I was quoted in senior quotes
I tell my shawty I love her before I go
I count my money cuz now I know I'm the goat
[VERSE 3: Logan Thaa Kidd]
Stop look & listen n*gga
You not too convincing n*gga
Chilling like a villain at the comic book convention
Go head stop the competition
Cuz can't nobody step to me
And my fathers live I gotta carry out that legacy
Mom is cashmere motherf*ckers wanna represent
I still do my thing since I moved to Connecticut
Don't ever try it
You bout to get hurt n*gga
Last n*gga tried and found out he was cursed
So when I got my n*ggas with me, got my n*ggas with me
I'mma make a hundred thousand dollars split it 50/50
If you got a problem with a n*gga better come and get me
n*ggas think they better than me
n*ggas still ain't f*ckin with me
I know what you did
Me and Nino go to court on the 5th
b*tch I'm gone off the sh*ts
And I added two A's to the Thaa and two D's to the Kidd
No diphilia nah stupid b*tch
Call me Logan Thaa Kidd
[VERSE 4: Dayl0n]
Yeah you thought that it was over
But I'm back wit some more
Back in the door
I'm murking all you rappers for sport
I'll make this short
Cuz Noah need some space on the beat
We steady bringing that heat
You know the taste of defeat
I never mess witchu rappers cuz all ya lyrics is wack
Matter fact
Take this instrumental
Rewind it back
You think you ripping these tracks?
You think that MY sh*t is wack?
Sure you booking all these venues
But you still in the back
I get support in my city
Does anyone know your name?
You got a gun, oh you bang?
You think this rap sh*ts a game?
Come correctly or we might just have an issue
You're unknown pal
Ain't nobody messin witchu
Oh you sad, you need some tissue?
You mad that I just dissed you?
This sh*t is indirect, but let me know if this sh*t hit you
Because then you know your place
Just stay up out my way
I roll wit thekidsyouhate
And we did not come here to play
Word to my brother Jay
If you wanna talk some sh*t then just come to where I stay
I'll dm you the address & you could pull up right away
Hoe ya vision is clouded
Noah bro come rip this sh*t
And show them all that you bout it
[VERSE 5: nabram$]
Your girl massaged my head with the oil of a coconut
Kleenex for her nose because she didn't wipe the coke enough
Took too many drugs and like a new recruit she throwing up
And she wasted all the lean in her cup
All I ever show is apathy
Manifest aggression passively,
And join the two with casualized alchemy
Ruin relations casually,
I'm sick of this sh*t
And my flow sicker than 6 male prostitute di*ks
That's gross
Rod Lavers meet the cuffs by the ankles
Body slam a n*gga right through the table
Ethernet like a cable
Ethernet like a cable
Body slam a WHOLE n*gga right through the whole table
Pull up with the roof gone
Screenshot with two phones
Glitter on my face,
And your girl,
And they two toned
And they two toned
And they two toned
Two-toned