Lord Superb

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, Terk Sparkheem Spizzle go crazy [Chorus] Probably check nigga, I'm up next Two twins, versus her sister Darius Miles on the Clippers Look wrong boy I'll clip ya Magnoni barber clippers I had to fall back from fake niggas Just like I'm Hitler, I hate niggas Cut my own [?] I hate crime Shit can get grimy like pork grimes Sell the whole thing, we don't serve dimes Middle school, I cut the lunch lines Me and Shaka headed out one time I was smokin' weed on the bleachers Cut class duckin' the teachers Rollin' the dice in the bathroom Coachella gone off the mushrooms [Verse] Elementary stay home watch cartoons Caught a scar on my face like I'm Marlo I'ma pull up where you can't go Shoota, I need more ammo Get a bit, hump like a camel I ain't givin' up nothin', put ya gun down With Sparkheem gunnin' from sundown Purse right like Bob Barker I fucked that bitch and you stalked her Pulled-up in a truck, Tonka Audi, you got a Honda Went to a island to clear my mind Watchin' them, they try to out my shine Shape up, setup, he got lyin' Bar right now: No body waste my time Goku, just like I'm King Kai Overseas still got my wi-fi Overseas still got my FaceTime Heard you was dissin' through great Vines Cash behind me, I'm a bookie Gave her the D, she took it Knocked him out, now his teeth crooked Cooked snow white got seven doors All Money and name my own tour So money trips, need a brochure These girls don't trust you, we'll shoot you Pulled up in a two door bird coupe My gun got a body, not brand new I taste so cool like a Shampoo Nascar, I made a pit stop Went to pop 'til my whole wrist popped You ever seen a Birkin in zip lock Sip lean, bought a new kidney I don't do no Fila, Fendi Marino would go with my semi When [?] they think empty [Chorus] Probably check nigga, I'm up next Two twins, versus her sister Darius Miles on the Clippers Look wrong boy I'll clip ya Magnoni barber clippers I had to fall back from fake niggas Just like I'm Hitler, I hate niggas Cut my own [?] I hate crime Shit can get grimy like pork grimes Sell the whole thing, we don't serve dimes Middle school, I cut the lunch lines Me and Shaka headed out one time I was smokin' weed on the bleachers Cut class duckin' the teachers Rollin' the dice in the bathroom Coachella gone off the mushrooms