Nikes with My Toes Out

Lyrics

Say my name bitch Uh uh We said this ain't your language I got my Nikes with my toes out Hope you bitches ready for the hoedown Bitches is going crazy call me Kanye West Always ascended from my profits But all my problems on top of it Astonished to see the world turn out to shit on accomplishments My floppy disk about to fall out on your face You can't stop it shit I'm Stopping them Foot up on they neck then I'm Stomping them Tie up my loose ends like a mobster All the opposition up my ass Almost every day now Now I'm starting to feel I killed them every way I know how But woah now This motherfucker need to slow down I broke it down And still they couldn't focus on thе flow count They stay astounded Need an accountant to keep my toes down I know sound But monеy really keep me broke down like Toe to toe with my ego I'm feeble but people pleasing me now I'm about to fly to the evil side My evil eye been compiling Off Islands in my mind Where free will doesn't cost a dime And my profits ain't marginalized Like shit The kid deserve a fucking six figure check off these Four figure wits plus these Four finger bitches but it Don't really matter already Know that I'm winning I been with it Since my main concern was always fucking women Like damn Step on my toes and we got problems kid I'll just come up in your fridge And take your fucking sandwiches Man to a menace or a bandit Fuck with me and know we planned it Always manic But the pressure keep me standing I'm a manage Can you stay the same Especially if you stay that way I'm a shit in your Gatorade This the shit that you all can relate to If you can hear it at least shit I ain't gonna make you The N Game has been coming Shit I ain't gonna save you Say my name bitch Uh uh We said this ain't your language I got my Nikes with my toes out Hope a bitches ready for the hoedown It's C-H-U-N-E-B-O-P It's the bop on the motherfucking beat Like you all know me Used to have trouble being myself Thinking like what's a G Grew up learned how to invest in me Now shop floods these streets Keep that heat Hit my line if you need hertz These kids doing perks Them shits won't work Too young to end up in that hearse I know my worth Gimme a couple quarters for feature Rolling up the earth Balance out the flow with the reverb Do a buck thirty in reverse See the opponents dick sucking on the net I know they knees hurt I store all of they bones up in my freezer I'm a need her with the dough Like I-I-I don't even pay for it Put that shit up in my mouth like young bop Gave it some flavoring Nuts dangling Jorgen Von Strangling Morgue has been racking up with the Fakest bitches I play my riches cause dishes ain't The wave for a daydreamer But chilling with bitches ain't either Killing with wisdom my brain feeder Rapp-itty rap like I'm baked riding the ether My Ethereum playing my fate like features My teachers can suck my dick Ain't got no time for the preachers Like god damn And now you starting to get it Shit's a little wavy But bop and game been coming with gravy Plus your brains are all like mayonnaise Shit's my breakfast lunch and gingers Just breadwinner shit I'm playing We not basic we heinous Overplaying the wordplay basically Rapping the bars with make believe Comedy for the angels singing We stay winning like we was made this way just beginning Shit we just following the visions