Bleepathon

[Chorus: DJ Lucas]
Finding something to write seems tough until I just start touching the mic
Don't compare me 'cause we're nothing alike
I don't care if it's good, I don't fuck with the hype
Way I move is insidious
Lowkey at the club, I can not be the litty-est
And my girl is the prettiest
When I jump on the mic, we'll find out who's the wittiest
There's no reason to pity us
If anything, we should feel bad for you
I know that this shit kind of sad for you
And your trap moving slow, I might go buy an ad for you
I just hop on a beat, and these boys don't get views, they get lost in defeat
I was three mushrooms deep, I was lost in the street
And I came out unscathed with the socks on my feet

[Verse 1: DJ Lucas]
Subjxct toss me a beat
Bitch, I came out the woods, you'll get tossed in the creek
When I get to the top, I won't stop at the peak
Take a breath and jump down 'cause it's not as concrete
Carve my name in the oak, boy
I used to be down, but right now I'm not broke, boy
I would hop on the mic and they thought it's a joke
Now I'm backstage and their giving me coke

[Verse 2: Papo2oo4]
Get around me, you better talk bread like I only wanna meet with the baker
Bitch done bumped her head if she really think I'm gon' chase her
Smoking on that bleep in a Prius
Don't give a fuck who the G is
[?] like AJ Styles
Coming anyway got too many styles
Pause, bitch, I tryna write my bars, jaws
Just [?] like Charizard
Please, don't ask me what I got on
Dirty designer, we mowing the lawn
And I'm balling like Kobe and Iguodala
Brent Barry, Rick Barry, all about a dollar
Shaq, Dream, AI
Can't come outside, they lied
Using they mojo, they fried
Thought they was real, but they ain't gon' ride
We cannot kick it like kangaroos
I just don't fuck with you
No, I ain't mad at you
[?] get back at you
I'm just gon' get to this [?]
Might just fix my teeth -- tooth
I don't want your bitch, she loose
Nike boots with the Canada Goose
Back to balling, feel like Pap Ruth

[Chorus: DJ Lucas]
Finding something to write seems tough until I just start touching the mic
Don't compare me 'cause we're nothing alike
I don't care if it's good, I don't fuck with the hype
Way I move is insidious
Lowkey at the club, I can not be the litty-est
And my girl is the prettiest
When I jump on the mic, we'll find out who's the wittiest
There's no reason to pity us
If anything, we should feel bad for you
I know that this shit kind of sad for you
And your trap moving slow, I might go buy an ad for you
I just hop on a beat, and these boys don't get views, they get lost in defeat
I was three mushrooms deep, I was lost in the street
And I came out unscathed with the socks on my feet