I lost count of the bars… **LYRICS** (Chorus) I’m beginnin to feel like a rap app god, App god x3 I’m beginnin to feel like a rap app god (Verse) I been the GOAT ever since the first minute I wrote and those who think not have not got my vote I’m, back, Holdin that bag, pole in my backpack with that R.A.G, baggin these hoes still (steal)(steel) in they bag, makin that cash slidin that ass on it, Im still Grim when I rap (vrnn vrnn) with a chain, Just wait till I’m off that Rhythm with a visual I vision you bitter whichever the winner within a winter (winner) cold when I write back Oh? I’m phony? (phoning) Hold up now hold my trophy, That shit get heavy holding, Bars like my cells are roaming, (Roman) Lit like my lights patron’ing (patrolling) Hits like I’m Ellie Goulding, Fuck that I’m diddy, With the doc doin implants on a city bitch, Bout to pop (Tupac) them titties, Since 97, I been high as heaven fuckin spittin hotter than a cayenne pepper, Catch a rapper lyin (lion) I come out the devil spittin out the blue like a cyan leopard I been iron stepper with the boots, Get to choose any pussy I can bruise, (Bruce) Willis in the booth, Too many strokes, (different strokes) so many flows, Bass gotta boost Fuck, I’m too high to drive, I gotta itemize all the shots I take, In the lines I ride (write) So right now, No panickin, While I bite down, On my pad n pen, Now pipe down, I’m not Anakin, I got high ground, Like Spanish women, I pipe down, (Moan) All eyebrows when I walk through with a hype crowd I strike down like lightnin and my competition got a kites out, Elemental with a bar like aang, got tint on the car like Wayne, Gift that I got came from god but I’ll still put you in that box like Cain (You’re) unABEL, (To) keep up with me, repeat then 3peat too chi (tunechi) Like (Chorus) I’m beginnin to feel like a rap app god, App god x3 I’m beginnin to feel like a rap app god (Verse) I been a villain feelin definitive finna dip in divinity, Been a minute, I feel like Eminem in infinite Fuckin your feelins, like silicone women, Im Benny the Benedict when I been in the buildin I’m buildin up spinnin my Pennie’s on benders, I’m pretty preventative on spending on anything many more than a minuteman any minute I’m mimicking it and sendin the pentagon in a pretty amenity that I’m finishing to blow it up, Gimme a god I mean any god and I got a Demi to hit em with semi’s got plenty of many, beginning to pity any in the vicinity that you’d be sendin me as a imminent enemy into spitting me anything like, Y’all shit way too outdated, Ate it, off my plate like gravy, I take yo momma turn that cougar to Mercedes, (young gravy) Hit it harder from the back end than her aging (agent) from the 80’s, Make her Asian from Caucasian just from blazin up like hades Flippin M’s like it’s candy I been feelin like I’m shady But I’m Dex, Put that work in a verse then flex, 808 in a hearse to rest, They said body this, say less Tell somebody make a crest for the boy he been the best, G O A T D E X, it’s a funeral, these rappers in a chest, now (Chorus) I’m beginnin to feel like a rap app god, App god x3 I’m beginnin to feel like a rap app god (Verse) Aye Suit lookin like Luther, all black draggin (dragon) my boots like toothless, but it’s not cartoon shit I feel like Khalid I’m back with another one, this is a RAG, (RAP APP GOD) I’m finna smother em, this is a GAG I’m having fun with em Ropin em y’all are some F*GS I don’t mean g*y NO I DONT MEAN G*Y all of my hits are just smokin my competition like a cigarette, eating these rappers with vinaigrette I got the drip, I don’t mean dressin I’m talkin the flow that I spit, Flow that I (R) Flow that I (L) Send like a mid engine VIN VIN, No diesel, just digits under my WIN- DOE dear (deer) god, like I see headlights so I gotta pray to myself for a WIN-WIN 10/10 like a tin man in the comments under anything that hit my pen, I written (10) Binging, these bars like a hunnid in half so It go too fast when I spend them Like a fan that ask to be in them Actin like a bitch ass hater in a broke down mustang, don’t have a rack or opinion (rack and pinion) Rackin up enemies I don’t need many befriended, I don’t need any pretendin, don’t need any to begin with, I had too many with one, Let alone y’all little bitches, Y’all keep it mental, I keep to my pencil, The only utensil, I need to be sensible I don’t need you to be sentimental I just need to go crazy on instrumentals While I get in my duffle, Trouble maker till it’s rubble, Only greater than the Hubble, Tele couldn’t tell if I was an element Other elements have never discovered I’m like the rover, Outta the planet, Outta this world, No I’m not Dekota, I feel like Odin I feel like rappin & rappin & Rappin $ rappin It never be over Into the void, Don’t sleep on the boy, Watch a boy pop off like a beacon of war, In a war torn region without any reason to pop heat seekin an turn yo evenin warm, No feasible DBZ or an ETA on evenin scores I see that Neither one of you are capable of anything that I can do and I can do that with a reason, Deploy uav’s so I see when they peakin at me reaching my peak, people tryna reach for the boy like, Hand it to the kid the kid pop, Then he flip flop into rap, Choppin, makin half rappers look ass then the other half lookin more kids bop, Started piss poor now he pissed off, makin hits quicker than a tiktok so (Chorus) I’m beginnin to feel like a rap app god, App god x3 I’m beginnin to feel like a rap app god #RAG2DX #RAPFAME #DEXIDOUS