Dom Da Vinci - Practice

Yea
Been eating
With this rap shit
Since reptar man
Rugrat shit
Doctor degrees in this
Vinci status
All that matters
Doctor lipshits
See my wrist lit
Get ya bitch hit
She get dismissed
Like a slit wrist
I just end shit
I just pen shit
I just pen shit
Pen shit so criminal
That effort minimal
Think what I'm
Finna do
She want a interview
Cause I don't date
Cuz time is money
She speaking for me
I like her naughty
Live for today
Cause it ain't promised
I'm only honest
Between these commas
It's only dollars
About these commas
I'm solving problems
I'm only honest
Practice
Practice
Not a game
We talking about practice
Doctor lipshits
See my wrist lit
Get ya bitch hit
She get dismissed
Like a slit wrist
I just end shit
I just pen shit
I just pen shit
I just pin shit
But i don't wrestle
I don't even lift
These niggas struggle
I'm drawing plays
Live from the huddle
Once in the game
I'm on the hustle
All brain no muscle
They see my
Lyrics swole
Cuts in the gem
My chain on
Fitness mode
They know I'm him
That's on my
Fucking soul
Tread on the tires
We only honor roll
Practice
Make perfect
We here
Dr lipshits
See my wrist lit
See my wrist lit

Written by:
Larissa de Macedo Machado, Darold Durard Ferguson Brown

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