Clap For Em’

[Hook: rMell]
My teacher called me arrogant, she knew I was tight
I guess knowing that you good these days ain't right
I be dreaming of awards when I'm sleeping at night
But I'll just call it deja'vu cause my team to nice

[Verse 1: Miles Meraki]
Yeah, windows down but the leaves frosted
The weather is not important
But whether or not this touring's
Gon last is what past often
Half full I would call it
But whether or not its pouring
The glass most likely imported
I call in my order
I tip the waitress in quarters
My bitch just caught a seizure in borders
She from the border
These niggas just bore her
What's more is they can't afford her
Shes never even stepped in a four door
Im her explorer
Before I gorge her
I peep the beauty of bora bora
The floral arangments cover
The floor and decors a aura
Smelling sorta like being rewarded more than awards
But the credit for what we serve
Thats a blessing that we deserve
Fuck addressing me see my genius
Respect from peers I dont need it
'less ur feelings gon come with a record deal you can keep it
'less your boring assumptions gon come with a key to open a door
But more interruptions
Is all your hoarding ur nothing
Less important is your stress to match recordings of stuntin
To me hoardin a plethera of jordan 4s with me budget
But if u gave me credit when I needed
Ya I wouldn't be flashing around this visa
So clap for em, uh

[Hook]
Give it up for me, please
Put your Hands in the Air
If you know whats good for you
You wanna shake it like you just don't care
Would you please clap your hands
Now get up on your feat
I beg of you to get up and dance
Its such a crazy kick ass beat

[Verse 2: rMell]
I need an applause about as loud as god
Thats puffing clouds coughing lungs making thunder above
For making music about as beautiful as dosens of doves
So clap clap for the nigga that just does what he does
Young gifted niggas
Don't gilt trip nigga
And they call me egotistic
But I'm beasting nigga
So, beat it like the nigga in Billy Jean's dream
And Grammy Fam my team
And we in our own league
So ya, know forreal that we ain't playing with y'all
I always stuck out like the hair on the head of bug hall
And the world just won't notice until it's all hats off
So I'm slapping little rascals at every cost
And ladies send me X and O's like my brand was Kaws
And thats not even for rapping
Bruh, thats just because
And whats a little competition when you fairly lost
I see the sodium from the podium
Now wheres my applause, lawd

[Hook]

[Bridge x2: rMell]
I was always late to class
But now I'm right on time
I'm a nominee that needs every award to be mine
And I deserve it
I think I'm perfect
I'm perfectly fine
Brilliant mind
My brilliance is just perfectly mine

[Verse 3: rMell]
Bathing Ape suit
Sitting in the armoire
Before the show is over
They keep asking for an encore
I'm on more morbidly fresh shit
I'm dusted
Overdose on life
My old self
I left it
No debt nor debit
I deserve my credit
You ain't eating at the table
If yo ass ain't help me set it
I said it
Set it in stone
My nigga rosetta stone
RMell be the etchie el uno numero one
Started off as a solidified loser
Now hallelujah
Yeah you see me making move huh
Baby what's it to ya?
In my dreams I killed you all
I layed you out with my ruger
Now my racks taught you all of you back like lex luger
Dreams of martin luther
Got me scoping out a balcony
Penthouse
Got me feeling as high as my altitude
The only time I get bruised
Is when I'm in the blue moon
You nigga rarely see me now
Thats a blue moon

[Hook]