Make Some Room

Lyrics
[Chorus] I got that uh-huh, that ah, that whoo That hell yeah, that goddamn, that's right, I do So don't tell me nada when I come through Just make some room (Make some room) Make some room (Make some room) [Verse 1] Y'all never gonna penetrate my mental state, I'm goin' ape Never separate me from the greats, you know my flow innate Anybody showin' hate is only gonna own a grave Talkin' out your ass, but you're so afraid of showin' face Who's that? I'm too fast for boom bap Too pop, too rock for the new trap They [?] I'm an icon That's why I headline like a newsflash You [?] bruisin' my noggin You 'bout to lose, so why bothеr? Often droppin' hotness Coppin' coffins for those rottеn bodies Faux, y'all don't want the beef, no Never cheapen the flow I ain't spittin' fast, you motherfuckers think slow [Pre-Chorus] You could say I've been busy Hustle game make 'em dizzy Uh, you got a man? Well, where is he? [Chorus] 'Cause you got that uh-huh, that ah, that whoo That hell yeah, that goddamn, that's right, you do They ain't sayin' nada when you come through Just make some room (Make some room) Make some room (Make some room) [Verse 2] Okay, I go dumb but the beat go dumber Got me covered, I don't need your number With my team in a huddle, no Fendi we carry duffles Ooh, so pass the weed Every song out is a masterpiece Lassies throw that ass at me Earthquake could cause catastrophes Up down left right, cheat code That's right, I bite, beast mode In the club like, "Pass the peas" When I step out I have to eat [Pre-Chorus] You could say I've been busy Hustle game make 'em dizzy Uh, you got a man? Well, where is he? [Chorus] I got that uh-huh, that ah, that whoo That hell yeah, that goddamn, that's right, I do So don't tell me nada when I come through Just make some room (Make some room) Make some room (Make some room) [Outro] Uh, I'm out of breath
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Credits
- Writers
- Whitney Peyton