situation averted lyrics

[Verse 1: ilysm]
Yeah, I'm still posted on the south side
Me, Sor Uh, Louis, heartbreakers, make your daughter cry
How you make them songs sound good? It's all about pride
Crying about your money ain't gon' give you no more money
[?] jokers, They're like funny everyday It's always sunny
Point the [?] for the dope, and buddy just start running
You ain't got no f*cking water 'round you, f*ck about your plumbing
Gunning for the top spot, [?], upper echelon
They need me to step in straight, I'm just stunning
Got this hammer, ain't from Bunnings, I ain't watching it come along
Put my key into this Hummer, and I play this motherf*cking song
Call me Big Ben around the clock and drop this f*cking dongle on the game
No dinner dates, I'm right up in your face
So don't say nothing stupid, I don't wanna catch a case
I had a dream so f*cking lucid that I won this f*cking thing
'Cause in every other word, f*ck like every single day

[Verse 2: Hi, i'm Chris]
The fake clean, I ain't no Bronner man, I get my jeans French cuffed
Evolved a bit, could drum the toxics, we– we made it out the muck
I'm tearing tracks, like packs of Pokémon cards that you can't afford
I'm pulling magic tricks, the way I gather stacks can't be ignored
First name, "Hi, I'm"
Last name, "[?]"
Pop boy, clean in every genre, mop it like Joe Dirt
I ain't tryna be anything I ain't, and I'm a f*cking nerd
Who earned his work, then packed the verse with flexing, rightfully deserved
I bench the bodyweight of anyone who thinks I deserve worse
I'll make you taste the turf, I cop the [?] off my poetry, that's what my word's worth
We run this sh*t, D1, We athletes, kick some crease
Then compress, ball spike like cleats
Y'all ain't tough, I've seen your mom cut the crust off your bread
Ain't nobody touching mine, I keep a sack with an "S"
Put a line through you, just like currency
I hung up on you boy, this call ain't no f*cking courtesy (yeah)
[Verse 3: robin's ghost]
Aye, yo, it's Beatrice
Seems just in peace by the letter
Bit the [?], but the fit is always rocking
In the pockets on a whole 'nother level
Yo, watch how I rock with [?]
On god, Robin's often a problem
I got hellhounds on the spot
Fill the pot with something rotten and awful, and now these doggies are stuffed
The pups [?] as I light up the blunt
Let's keep it in touch
Get green, yeah, I'm a mean one
So be glad I'm passive[?] with white flags and daggers in the [?]
Tryna see you fall off in IMAX
Ily make a classic, that's just cause and effect
Yo, Tryna cause a scene with the [?]
Wipe the blunt off my paws, the fog is long gone
[?] with my dogs, only tryna talk if you been involved with the plot
Ily cook it up but it's raw
Yeah, ily cook it up but it's raw