Cucumber!
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Lyrics
You are not fond of me It doesn't bother me Need a lobotomy I'm an anomaly I am a prodigy Bands in my sight like as far as my eye can see Everyone follows me Everyone bothers me You did not father me You are like my own seed I hit the bottom and now I'm on rocket league I cannot find a bitch who doesn't lie to me Your car is economy I met the bitch in a Reddit feed Me and my brothers connected like centipedes You try to cop my identity You are my enemy You are not head of me I get the credit see Chopping you down like weeds I am a dean Pull up in beam Sipping on lean Popping these beans Rolling this green I am a fiend Call it like it is bitch Don't beat around the bush This shit rare like a pound a kush Your songs are a sound to (shhhh) I'm rolling like a Bakugan And Daniel Son Like Necklace Don Get this cheese like parmesean Hoe said "this my favorite song" Soyke ain't bout it He's a dalit Sipping Henny by the gallon Snatch these hoes with all my talents Snatch these hoes like i got talons Wear my scars like neck medallions Room is crowded Need a valium I can't function with these people acting childish So I'm out it And I'll pull up in beams I be rolling this green Ain't been sober for weeks I am just an mc Got a knife and a piece I do not fall asleep Unless I got a strap sitting right next to me Everyone watch JJ murder this beat Rappers is sons and you all my seeds All of my choppers got heat Y'all rappers is sweet like some promethazine Aye Do not fuck with an original g I promise you that i won't let it be I promise you we will be on your street We got the choppers they aren't for the weeds I got the diamonds and sipping on bottles like future I'm fucking up commas You do not want any drama or ill blow up your house like Osama that's all on my ganja I do not bother With all this fake shit these Twitter fingers are basic I made it now I'm famous I made it out this gay bitch Bitch I am rolling I'm all in my zone and your bitch gave me face like it's poker I don't even know her She's talking bout making some plans But tomorrow I know it'll be over I'm minding my business I know all my limits Do not try to push it after I am finished I gotta go ditch it The check then I split it My brothers gon' eat I said that from beginning I'm a real ass cracker I do what I have to To get this to this matter The bag is secured now you fuckers will learn What I do whenever I can get even madder (Wooh) Damn I'm in the studio right now Oh shit I got another verse to spit I gotta finish this up quick Todd Love all my brothers My loyalty's covered My royalty's buffered I'm all on the gunna I am lover But I am a fighter I get gold like it's butter I eat rappers for supper Everyday pull up with straps Everyday toting these macs Everyday spitting these raps Gotta thank God for that Can't believe I'm still on this path
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:41
- Key
- 3
- Tempo
- 156 BPM