Lame

Lyrics

First Verse Stay brash, im Jason unmasked nigga Quick dash after killin em, to get cash figures My clique is the illest in skill, quilt for the bills Spill chills through ya system, then dip with ya sister Guild fillin up the beat with snake venom To haters send it, cuz friends wack as fake denim Based in em, greatness, laced with tenacity Niggas mad at me cuz I hustle as much as Cassidy Jiggy with it, lyrics big as biggie or big pun Respect to the late greats under the sun Plunder goodies then run, flee the scene in a jiffy Like I'm in the sixth speed on 95 doing 60 So cold ice from my wrist bleeds Fuck lloyd banks, DooFus the best with a lisp b Spit crisp, the beat split, when grip then stick it With a fist, Villainz rising, weak shit downsizing Hook We don't wanna hear that weak shit no more Cuz it's lame to us, you a fiend for the fame bruh x4 Second verse (Andy Leyeon) Nose stay runny sick the bro is, uncommon cold protocol, soloist spit solar shit Rolling up the totem, exposing gloating posers Mind boning clones, tightest with the flow Drop hot shit like flaming anchors Little off cadence, still deliver thick shit as cankles Ill as twin incest, listeners getting impressed Dividends need to see next Deepest feet let the beat rest Dope as the freshest sess Separate and blessed, the bestest Reference a reverend the kids possessed Niggas got money fetishes, so average, never ending with the lack of leverage Bars packed with cheddar and that beef if you want it i got it bruh You new jacks, get kamikazed like cruel japs Click clack and blast ya, pastor preaching he passed cuz The master of unnatural disasters attacked him