prontos! - tha worstie (yeat)

(Tesla)
I survived the worst (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
I survived the best (Yeah-yeah)
(This is a Slump Audios Exclusive)
I supplied that Perc', (Yeah), supply-demand on Earth (Earth)
Supply my fans with all these hits, surprised I made it work (Work)
I survived the worst already, I played this shit like chess (Chess)
Kids woke up with courage, come in curvin' (Come in curvin')
Send eleven shots, I call him Kyrie Irving (Phew)
We really some duck hunters man, 'cause y'all somе birdies (Y'all some, brrt)
Sold a whole lotta damn chickеns, whole lot of turkeys (Go, let's go)
Chorus]
Said I'm go-go-go-go-go-go
Talkin' bout fresh as fuck, no-no-no-no (Oh no-no-no)
Won't fuck that bitch, no-no-no-no
Slap that bitch, I won't-won't-won't-won't
She huffin' and puffin' and blow, that bih' like the big bad wolf (Suck it)
Got Oxy wherever I go, like I am a pharmaceutical (Yeah)
She told me to fuck her from the back, she said, "Go as hard as you could do"
And they say, "Yeat, you my favorite rapper, yeah, you the hardest artist too"
I just sold this rapper a twelve of that street juice, yeah, he had no damn clue (yeah)
They peepin' and watchin' and stalkin', and it just like they got binoculars
I got these rackocets up (Racks)
I got my bag goin' higher (Let's go)
Live everyday, like I die
Big Trackhawk, yeah, the big ol' slide (Skrrt)
O-X-Y, I'm high, can't even open my eye (Yeah)
Chanel sunglasses on, can't see me when I'm lookin' around (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
They see you with your mood on (Your mood on)
Kickin' the air, with these muhfuckin' Loubs on (Yeah)
VS1 diamonds on me, they got the scoop (Scoop)
Bitch got a big ass, yeah, it's a snack, not talking Scooby (Yeah)
Nine times out of ten, they gon' always fold, they don't really do it (Cap)
No, we is not no kids no more, I'm grown, I really been stackin' it up (Uh-yeah)
You seem like an industry plant, you will never do shit, like you acting or sum'
Bitch really tried to brag, it made me mad, I'm bout to go act out or sum' (Act)
Fuck it, I bought her the bag, Chanelly, Chanelly, she feel like the baddest or sum'
Smackin' the ass from the back, that shit so red (Woah, woah), it look like a radish or sum'
This shit really just like magic, takin' the X, then I'm gon' vanish or sum' (Ah)
Yeah, she wanna come my crib, cause' I got home court advantage or sum' (Let's go)
High in the muhfuckin' sky off the O-X-Y, we're off the valium or sum' (Brrr)
I went and bought me a crib that's up in the hills, it might be the valley or sum' (Rich)
I feel like the devil, I feel like the son of the demons, I feel like the murkiest one (No way)
I seen a T, turn that bitch upside down, yeah, it's on me like Tabatinga
My mom was born in Romania, so I feel like I am Dracula son
I told her to just hold on, I'ma buy you a crib, momma, just hold it on
Every song that I make really a milli, I feel like the golden one
I can't go for nothin', I keep that chop-chop-chop, I keep that gun (Bop, go, let's go)
Said I'm go-go-go-go-go-go
Talkin' bout fresh as fuck, no-no-no-no (Oh no-no-no)
Won't fuck that bitch, no-no-no-no
Slap that bitch, I won't-won't-won't-won't
She huffin' and puffin' and blow, that bih' like the big bad wolf (Suck it)
Got Oxy wherever I go, like I am a pharmaceutical (Yeah)
She told me to fuck her from the back, she said, "Go as hard as you could do"
And they say, "Yeat, you my favorite rapper, yeah, you the hardest artist too"
I just sold this rapper a twelve of that street juice, yeah, he had no damn clue (yeah)
They peepin' and watchin' and stalkin', and it just like they got binoculars
I got these rackocets up (Racks)
I got my bag goin' higher (Let's go)
Live everyday, like I die
Big Trackhawk, yeah, the big ol' slide (Skrrt)
O-X-Y, I'm high, can't even open my eye (Yeah)
Chanel sunglasses on, can't see me when I'm lookin' around (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
They see you with your mood on (Your mood on)
Kickin' the air, with these muhfuckin

Written by:
Noah Smith

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