this many
• Written by AKPRODIGY
this many words in a rap that's a first and in fact
That's the most in the world on a track
Yeah I've been searching a map
For like any other person who could work it like that
Do it perfectly slow and then perfectly fast
And I'm the only one out here and I'm certain of that
Play me a beat it gets turned into ash
If I play you a beat it gets turned into trash
Ayy hold up wait
When I'm on the track I make no mistakes
I can do the shit for like thirty thousand hours
Fuck thirty thousand words I don't slow my breaks
I go UK then I make so many pounds
Everybody think I'm overweight
Getting bread, see me eating
But I gotta go in better hold my plate
Oh, oh, gotta switch up I'm so godly
I'm the bishop now these haters
Wanna link up my bars make them get the hiccups so I
Had to run it up real quick freestyle
Gotta do some real shit real quick
Everything I do is real big
Cuz I gotta get a credit dear this real lit real shit
Nowadays they write me another write it back
See my future demons like it's a psychopath
Like you're gonna suck man
So I'm driving down the road and I mighty crash
Through the dash always moving to know where to find ya
Hey moving on gotta find a team
Or no my stripes like a middle but I'm blind means
All these drivers about to get fucked
Laid there by the readout
We keep so required I am assigned seats
Pioneer to the shit Leif Eriksson
I was even hunted 2012 lame jail
In these places got me Season D declared
To Nutella fall off next year imma be airing it
Yeah I'm running a little shit running ducky
In another coming down for a hundred bucks
And I start all I wanted was like big dozen hits couple
And a couple zeros for the shit's why not
Look what I got look what I bought cameras
My true eye on the side cause
Issues they go too high only high tops
Fuck yeah I'm the new guy with a my on
And company Smith I'm a motherfucking icon
Boy too I'm too cold I don't even on my ice on
Too late I don't even have the mic on
It up to break out and even the lights on
Better way it's too easy like a layup
And my fists - entertainers see - no you got to stay up
Taking bets on that I'll fail
It's time to pay up now you're trying to hide your face
I'm pretty sure that they make a
I'll drop a head to get a world record
She's your favorite artist cuz I'm sure better
Well maybe not but I tried though
Post Malone I go psycho
Leave you a stink like a rhino
Cuz I rat be no gyro
And I ride fast and our prime slowed
Two miles in the W's tight boat
Hop into the track
Give you the lovin' you give it right back
Ten different flows I'd be spitting some tripe
And some other shit get in its get on a man
Who done this for like a year
Number Brite is clear
How they can I respect as that I'm here
And I'm here to stay did you hear me say
I'm not here to play
i got a flow on a voice now
I remember when i choking a boy out
But im back in show no choice now
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AKPRODIGY
Member since November 7 2018