Oh No (remix)
• Written by Kalligraphy
Yo
I eat these rappers like cheese and crackers
Have yall seen a crackah give you this platter
It don’t matter the kind, but the older the better
I’ve been getting cheese, provolone and cheddar
I’ve been a vendetta, bottega and barrettas
I got more cheese than your bros put together
Who else got this type of motion that I’m holding
My pockets deeper than Mariana in the ocean
I swim with the fish cuz I’m scale-coated
Grab the scales and load it on so we can vote if
The weight is right, the day is saved tonight
Get your brains alike, sorta kinda crazy I’m right
I’m like a train going a buck 50, makes no sense
Yall make no cents, rapping got you cold since
Pusha was dropping bars about his coke and whips
Folks I’ve bit get Ebola cuz I kill these songs
I’m the greatest calligrapher, I style write my wrongs
It’s been a while since you’ve appreciated what I’ve done
Oh no, you better find someone who better
Oh no, you can’t, who’s next up
Oh no, oh no you can’t hold me, I’m fed up
Fur coats and diamonds too big for a giant
I’ve bee climbing since Saddam was a tyrant
I’ve trapped lightning, but yall ain’t my likings
I’ve been spiraling, balling like the Vikings
Except I win every time I get on the field
Cuz if these rappers I know think they’re for real
It’s got me fucked up, they think they’re trill
In 5 years I promise you’ll be nil
Spoiled, cut you chicken heads of for the boil
Coat you in Basel, Parmesan and some royal
Spices, like this, check the recipe and prices
I’ve been going ham since Miami Vices
You fellas would rat to the pork like a nice bitch
Bacon take you in, you talking, you folding twices
Soda sippin, your coke can’t peddle prices
Mines so white it scares off the po-lices
Yall drive me crazy, yall don’t have a license
It’s the nicest how im calm and not indicting
You weak spitters into my palm, im so trifling
Oh no, you better find someone who better
Oh no, you can’t, who’s next up
Oh no, oh no you can’t hold me, I’m fed up
Karma is a bitch yet I still married her
Life looked at me, she’s my child’s carrier
Got myself into a sticky situation
So I manifested both of them, manipulation
Told her it wasn’t mine, it was times placing
She told me she don’t got time for this conversation
So me and Karma go out and she starts hating
Saying I wasn’t getting what I deserved, kinda crazy
I told her to give herself to me if she really wanted
But all I got was stood up, as she shook her hunches
Bunch of men looking at her, I ain’t doing nothin
Even karma walked away from me, ain’t that something
Must’ve done too many things to keep her coming
My sins and actions ran long like a kicker punting
She don’t think I’m worth the fate, I’ll get to her on my next date
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Kalligraphy
Member since March 31 2024