Lil_Chip Has A Lil Tip

Splash, drip, press the issue on his chick, bitch, y’all ain't with static when the stick rips


Almost like I dropped a single, doc, the rivals gon’ get wrinkles


Shut the door and dip with sprinkles, homicides ain’t simple needs bro


Even on pause, I’m still in limbo, I got a grip of info

These chump-made MCs on the low with the dry rhymes


Now the sky cryin'? I could fold you all before the week’s outtimed


Come my way, I’ll body you off a line, you nap now, deep sleep time

Pull your weak cards from the rap deck, chatbots swear they snap next


I’m legit, my tracks press, I keep a scroll of names, and there ain’t no pass for the blacklist


I’ll snipe your double disc off a practice, I’m a menace like when the game cracked fists

All of y’all can get it, I’m too live, so test me and it’s bye-bye


Talk big and pay high fines, y’all garbage, ain’t a tag worth writin’ in my lines


Bunch of kittens wearin’ mics, I double dare you to rhyme, y’all trash, I ain’t bluffin’, y’all tracks dry


Get a whiff and hit the same spot I ditched my chill at, I’m flyin’ past the goals that yo mama mapped


But morals in this lane is what y’all lack, and I earned my stripes to call y’all whack

I’ll slash your act now, bag chips off these pads, get smacked clown

You ain’t lucid, you a short dwarf off that Trappist beer, you fold soon as you sense I’m near


I’m closin’ in, you froze in fear, you soft, forget shivs, get trimmed with shears

And “Chip” ain’t the ID, that’s a misname, "Lil_Chip"? That’s a big game?


You ain’t killin’ the Boat with a pressure point hitframe, got some big framing

I drop fire, I don’t need steel, throw dirt at ya ride, but I feast still

I swore I caught someone shoutin' in, hard to catch from depths I been drownin' in

Shocked, he chalkin' me up as a soft pick, his bars sound like something a Discord mod did

Grime tier rapper supreme, sucker punching, plungin’ latrine, this clown’s weak, ain’t a soul givin’ two blinks

Cafeteria meal stink, bit then spit sink, and that dumb term might boost your stature, go capture

Another backwards cracker with white robes, huh what? “Permission not granted” Follow that tip you chanted

DVD these, phrases like these re-schemed, enlightenment beams from sewer steam I dreamed

The hype you breathe equal to tales you weave, ain’t no luck needed to sun this dweeb

Done with him? Nah, restart the part where he fall again, peel his skin, carve messages surgical with emphasis

Jottin’ sins in, endless grim adjectives, your scribbles dim and brittle filaments which I obliterates

Rockets locked in fists in realms you don’t walk within, deploy psalms laced with Adderall

Glitched out with Easter bombs, break your verses like stocks dropped

Tell me where your filler stacked, you hit my inbox, that’s a real mishap

What I crave is an assault, not a mock, I stay aloof, you scrap and I rock


Rock-digger, you packed with junk, kiss so much booty, you an astrologist, bruh


If you pressed, then clench your hand, spaz out, then swing on your mental man


You don’t want none of this, you phantom mist, lil insect, get schooled what the answer is


I'm depthless with relentless drops, you at the ending spot of recognized tops

So you toss it? Damn, you launch it, so I’ll dismiss this nerd heartless


I drop a weak track? What’s with the playground burns


He clownin’ himself, guess karma hurts


Only snag I see, you borrowin' your mom’s line


You at the bottom? I get it, spittin’ with no spine


That’s wild, the "bar achievement" don’t apply if I ain’t signed


That’s the wrap for now, go grab your jeans, lil guy

Why would I crave insight from dudes that I’m cleared above?

Score your joint, here’s a ranking glove, G minus, I beat you, bruh

Clash vet-er-an, that "G" score I dealt got the forum postin’ unanimous

Now lemme school you, here’s my syllabus, raging wreckers ripping realms and refinement

Stans with spectacular havoc, starting sparks till ya squad go silent

I dine when yo mama legs spread, you gon get clipped and drained then