Matt Earl
Matt Earl

with us (remix)

with us (remix)

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20 Aug 2020

Ain't got no guns nor drugs cuz I'm on probation, still I let out that heat cuz my mind stay racin. Why you remind me of a raisin? Cuz you dried up, spit out, and only good on occasion. I'm a cocky caucasian, ain't no need for persuasion, smoke my eyes real chinked, you would think I was Asian. But im just baked as fuck, smoke a oz a day ya we blaze it up. Thanks cube for this bomb hook, leave these mumble rappers all shocked and shooked. With real ass talent, yall fakes dont even have it, have you looking like dope head with a fucking bad habit. No I'm not b rabbit, but ya im white, so get it right, this ain't no fight, cuz bitch I ain't no eminem rapping bout no M&M's, running off adrenaline no comparison. Im that fly high guy who's not afraid to die. Wanna say I'm another rapper that's a fucking lie. I kick raw shit and I spit so quick, keep on runnin, keep on gunnin, cuz you know I'll never quit. Get the fuck outta my way rolling sideways flying 150 down the damn highway. West coast bitch, that's the best coast bitch, ya I am the dopest, but yall should already know this. I'm the gangsta matt, pull up with the fucking strap, put this shit up to your back and light you like I'm smoking crack. Chucks on my feet, walking like I own the street, pulling out my dank goodness then I start to roll another spleef, I mean spliff whatever I said you'll drop dead, after hearing my flow that's been said. I'm the whitest guy, ain't nobody cant deny, but I'm super duper fly, west till the day I die. Gettin bandz is a musta, why you sound like a busta? Cuz yous a basic bitch, pop a couple xanax's probably laced with shit. Musics lost its ways, it's been gone for days, no more d o double g's and dr dres. Bunch of fake ass bitches, and punk ass snitches, last time I checked both end up in ditches. And that's the gangsta motto, but yall to worried bout them stacks and models. Imma take the g spot, yall pussies cant find a g spot, I'm the on at the top, yall can suck on my cock. Ya let's get excited, like the sun I'm rising, throwing gangsta parts yall ain't invited. Cuz I dont deal with fakes. Just froze your ass up like some frosted flakes.

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Ain't got no guns nor drugs cuz I'm on probation, still I let out that heat cuz my mind stay racin. Why you remind me of a raisin? Cuz you dried up, spit out, and only good on occasion. I'm a cocky caucasian, ain't no need for persuasion, smoke my eyes real chinked, you would think I was Asian. But im just baked as fuck, smoke a oz a day ya we blaze it up. Thanks cube for this bomb hook, leave these mumble rappers all shocked and shooked. With real ass talent, yall fakes dont even have it, have you looking like dope head with a fucking bad habit. No I'm not b rabbit, but ya im white, so get it right, this ain't no fight, cuz bitch I ain't no eminem rapping bout no M&M's, running off adrenaline no comparison. Im that fly high guy who's not afraid to die. Wanna say I'm another rapper that's a fucking lie. I kick raw shit and I spit so quick, keep on runnin, keep on gunnin, cuz you know I'll never quit. Get the fuck outta my way rolling sideways flying 150 down the damn highway. West coast bitch, that's the best coast bitch, ya I am the dopest, but yall should already know this. I'm the gangsta matt, pull up with the fucking strap, put this shit up to your back and light you like I'm smoking crack. Chucks on my feet, walking like I own the street, pulling out my dank goodness then I start to roll another spleef, I mean spliff whatever I said you'll drop dead, after hearing my flow that's been said. I'm the whitest guy, ain't nobody cant deny, but I'm super duper fly, west till the day I die. Gettin bandz is a musta, why you sound like a busta? Cuz yous a basic bitch, pop a couple xanax's probably laced with shit. Musics lost its ways, it's been gone for days, no more d o double g's and dr dres. Bunch of fake ass bitches, and punk ass snitches, last time I checked both end up in ditches. And that's the gangsta motto, but yall to worried bout them stacks and models. Imma take the g spot, yall pussies cant find a g spot, I'm the on at the top, yall can suck on my cock. Ya let's get excited, like the sun I'm rising, throwing gangsta parts yall ain't invited. Cuz I dont deal with fakes. Just froze your ass up like some frosted flakes.

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