Wombat - Rappertag #05 | Season 2

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, what's that? It's a Wombat. Rapper Tag. Yeah, shoutouts to Nathan for the tag, bro. You killed that shit. That was killer, bro. Mad cunt. Yeah. All right, let's fucking get it [Verse] Yeah, Wombat is back I'm sick of motherfuckers calling Adidas 'Adidas' I'm sick of motherfuckers only calling up and showing love Just to see if I'll do a Rapper Tag, here, you can have it, lad When I first heard 60 I was just a kid, I was listening to battle rap But now he's listenin' to me, got him flabbergasted It's a fact, I'm that new king of Tassie rap Yeah, beware of the monster preparing to prosper They dread it when they go off thе top of the heads just like hair whеn it's locked up Still they're more scared of my pen when it pop up I roll like Royce and tick 'em off 'cause I'm checking the boxes I ain't impressed when I watch ya, I ain't careless I just couldn't care less for the rest of the roster If the pencil led to a loss then forget it, I'm better off I'll still spin a head off the top like a chopper gunner or helicopter Wait, this is war, mate I feel like Biggie kicking in the doorway I never miss because this shit's my forte And I'm ready, get a bottle of Henny and then get lit with Fortay Get so pissed that I went and skipped and I missed my court date If it's summer then I'm drinking all day If it's winter then you'll see the kid spittin', shiverin' in the North Face If you don't listen then we spit in your face, bitch And they think I'm still addicted to indica Well, that's probably what they thought when he hit the blunt You won't hear it, bruh, listen up Listen up, I said 4/20 lit the blunt, 420 Fam But these days I ain't even tokin' Still I treat the game just like I blaze, cheddar, I smoke 'em all Stay clever, they hope I fall 'Cause when it comes to making money I'm that mixture of Mayweather and Logan Paul [Outro] Yeah, word. Rapper Tag, yeah. Um, yeah, fuckin' oath. Shoutouts 360 for starting the concept. Killer, bro. Um, yeah, I tag Complete TBW. You're up, bro. I fucked up this so bad, oh my God. Complete, I tagged you