Tricycle
• Written by WEALTHMASTA
Look, I just wanna ride late on the fuckin’ cash highway, and that lane’s my lane
Bad mindstate but my shit’s stacked sideways, Tippin is flippin,’ but if I had my pay
I’d make great deals when it’s Black Friday, like gimme that cognac, my way’s
Best, there ain’t nothing past my grade, if I’m anti-bad how could I be anti-brain
See the flare and prepare to launch just to crash when I’m barely gone
Feels like I’m running a marathon, there I see all of the opps who dare to talk
That’s like tryna swear you could tear LeBron into shreds, like you’re very wrong
And if I’m MJ, then you’re wearing bronzer, go put some mascara on, bitch I’m a paragon
They said I ride a tricycle, but I actually ride a bicycle, I’m a big boy and they can’t even ride a lifecycle
Cause they barely started the life cycle, I bet their diaper’s full, like quit cryin’ bro
Ain’t even playing at the midtable side and you call yourself high level
It’s societal, better call the snow plow cause I have a large sized icicle
Yo mama said go harder, I said make me harder too, or you can start your
Ovulation cycle, and that was our barter, you know you’re a simp, son, your name is Retarder
I know you can’t dunk so your name isn’t Carter, do I need to write it out with a marker
If I were on the treadmill I’d still be going farther, and if you were on the treadmill, you’d just be fallin’
They spend 1 day at college and think they know what knowledge is, it’s ominous
Shawty’s pussy is bottomless, Ima drive my rocket ship into her black hole, cause my comet’s big
I have 137 followers, we ain’t in a cartoon, so no Cartman, bitch, time for a profit split
I also be poppin’ shit, amoxicillin, augmentin cause I swallow the combo then
Haters known for the cap, my shit is totally facts, these rats belong in their own habitat
Like I got mobily tracked, cause I be getting bugged, so they’re known as the hacks
They moan and get clapped, I know when it comes to the opps your 2nd home is their lap
Now you getting blown off the map, turn they asses into ghosts like it’s Snap-
Chat,- I’m legit and you’re kinda mid, and prolly wearing a fake Nike fit
When it’s time to hit they’ll slide and dip, cause they’re dih prolly they only way they slidinin’
On anyone, that’s why their mouths get washed when they try to spit
Ain’t talkin’ a microphone, you know it’s micro though, like an atom of hydrogen
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WEALTHMASTA
Member since May 2 2024