Trickle

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Your shit ain’t drip it’s trickle Yo bitch want makeshift pickle I have a critical decision to make Pick a sword or pick a sickle Fuck a bullet It spin in place Like a bay blade baby What a waste No skill Except aim I prefer to chop it up after the chase (Absurd) Make haste My lake brace For a big splash baby Dead weight No space For my games huh Loathing while going through growing pains That’s my case I don’t wanna rate your track nuh huh I make up for the great you lack uh huh Tie him up place him in a sack uh huh Talkin bout his pop pop’s balls yeah send him right back oh No I don’t wanna hear no quack nuh uh Saying to be laying off the crack nuh uh I got a knack for this and that uh huh Bad habs like nics and nacs uh huh This beat is dropping and I’m going crazy If I don’t find the perfect rhyme JC save me Yall wanna fuck around find out what JP about Send a mother fucker back to the AD (UH) Cause he must be saved after what he just seen And yall just gotta trust me When I say I got sabres and rapiers as gravemakers with goals of making a man into crushed meat Isn’t it obscene The trust we put in storytelling To tell us how to see We’re all just lost at sea Its no odyssey, mystery, the tale of the troubled teen It’s one as young as history She used to hate rap Then went through some misery Turned on some hate trap Now she gives killers some sympathy Saying I don’t wanna rate your track nuh huh I make up for the great you lack uh huh Tie him up put him in a sack uh huh Talkin bout pop pop’s balls yeah send him right back uh Like oops how’d scoops of severed toes get in nickle bags The fiens will all be on my dick like I’m nickleback I should probably give them their nickles back Yall try to spray me? Go take that trickle back. Yall try to hate me? I’m always the bigger man Yall see that stampede? Oh shit that’s them tryna get their damn weed, and I took the toes off the slow ones in the back last week yeah they probably missing that I should probably get to shittin my pants But alas all I have in my ass is fictional crap Brap brap, go hard Did you know your 110 grand sports car Looking like a ranch hand go cart I just wanna pass that no holds barred Limbo that low bar Am I lying about my cold heart? Play em like ivory, Mozart The end, whoa, no? Go, start? This is the part where we run it back like a blow snort I took ten I got no sorts Lil peep it up to fifteen now I got no shorts? Where’d by bottoms go man I’m no whore That boy from that back room took em I’m so sure When I find him imma beat him with em so sore Then imma burn down those pants his ass and this track while I’m at it, blowtorch Your shit ain’t drip it’s trickle Yo bitch want makeshift pickle I have a critical decision to make Pick a sword or pick a sickle Fuck a bullet It spin in place Like a bay blade baby What a waste No skill Except aim I prefer to chop it up after the chase (Absurd) I don’t wanna rate your track nuh huh I make up for the great you lack uh huh Tie him up put him in a sack uh huh Talkin bout pop pop’s balls yeah send him right back uh This beat is dropping and I’m going crazier If yall are still here must be keen to meet savior JC please save JP like your last name is penny, my words didn’t set in, those sins, won’t do any JK my AK go spray like a jetty JP we already established in this track you don’t do guns only swords n shit Oh oh right I meant let the man meet the tip of my machete, yeah Ok imma shut up n let it ride Okay I should probably come in again I got nothing against comin in on a beat like a friend of a friend Yeah we barely met But she’s ten out of ten Take her to bed, I touch on some tempo, fermatas, and clefs When I was a kid I really did that jazz that’s why I always get red hot with a track make a face like a fez What? This beat is dropping por tercera vez Intenté decapitarte but only got half Now your jugular is dispensing like pez Damn Now what is the point of rapping in Spanish And what is the point of rapping outlandish What is the point of rapping at all That’s literally it

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