But I’m not a rapper

flash flood in the vill
bad blood 
everybody still be in their feels 
that sucks 
never take you motherfuckers serious 
cuz y’all still mad here’s a pad for your period 
and i’m not even gonna say much on it 
touch on it mr.clean get the scrubs off it
shit is hot that’s a hot topic 
i’m just raising the degrees 
tropical depression 
i’m still chillin under canopies 
bag of weed and a bottle of bud in my right hand 
god damn that sounds like a good time 
i believe its gods plan
no telling where im bound to go next 
i’m going off thats a general flex 
these e1’s need to show some respect
and pay homage 
never losing focus directly
i stay on it 
like these bitches on my dick
is it g if u brick buckets
coming at me with the jokes 
keep it short cuz u still bluffin no discussion
what the fuck you gotta say now 
heard you talking shit on the socials 
and trynna hide behind a fake smile
haha
bunch of clowns 
dissin for the clout 
take that shit around 
couldn’t fit in any circle now

and y’all still rappin about the same old beef
the same old beats i think u needa lay low key
i stay op with every shot its c.o.d could never get the message dubbing everything i speak
can’t believe it y’all still playing on the sidelines
i don’t mean it I’m just playing with you my guy
time flies ima chill and let it fly by 
never stressing over bitches giving me the side eye 
damn
cold assessment i move like i’m shoulder pressing 
your rapping is so depressing get over your own reflection no ego when i walk in on these natives I’m so akin to the nature that lies within all these haters can suck my *beep* 
too easy i move freely john cena with these hands
boi you cant see me 
O.c.d 
don’t tease me 
ima beast so my flows queasy 
upchucking on your whole E.P 
word vomit 
word to your fam 
now i fuckin done it 
cant believe he really had the balls to say 
it’s not enough Brodie doesn’t have no songs to play
i break bread with the bros 
we dont even relate 
it ain’t shade i just ain’t with the fakes who sneak diss
throwing jabs at your facade in the face 
you’re not in the race  
you’re not in my lane
you’re not what u claim
im not with the hate 
so stay mad
i don’t need to explain.. 
it’s like..
but i’m not a rapper

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