Nahveyah - YELLOW TAPE (feat. Akeem Ali)

This sounds like karate
Is this karate
I need me measuring tape I can’t measure the hate
When these rap niggas come around
But how could you measure it dawg
When an ounce of that shit prolly feel like a hundred pounds
Bitch, I need measuring tape Ima kill it and see how far I put it underground
Look, Fuck the measuring aye we gone yellow the tape it
If these niggas don’t dumb it down
I hope they don’t dumb it down
I’m finna thumb it up
I’m finna wish 'em luck
I’m finna gas em up
Fuck it, let’s stick em up
I see a better look
I see it straight even tho I’m a fucking crook
I am a maniac
Even since I was a kid eating Apple Jacks milking the game
A serial killer
That was my aim
You facing defeat when you aim
Shout out Tory Lanez (AY)
I gut em with scissors
2 Bitches they scissoring
Listening to Sza
She say it “Hit Different”
When I’m on the track
I play in her “Garden”
She “say it like that”
I had a question on my next sentence
If they 6 feet under is that social distance
If I’m in yo hood, would I be a piston
Will I catch you slipping like a transmission
I got the game it’s on lock
The way that I work it
Gone and send me to the gulag
I got my head in this murder shit
I wrap it and murder it
Use yellow tape as my durag
I’m standing 10 toes, both feet on they neck
Get big as you roll, the snowball effect
As far As lil mama
She had double D’S like she did bad on both of her test
I need me measuring tape I can’t measure the hate
When these rap niggas come around
But how could you measure it dawg
When an ounce of that shit prolly feel like a hundred pounds
Bitch I need measuring tape Ima kill it and see how far I put it underground
Look, Fuck the measuring aye we gone yellow tape it
If these niggas don’t dumb it down
Yellow Tape
Bitch I need some yellow tape
I'm putting yellow tape
All I see is yellow tape
Yellow tape
Bitch I need some yellow tape
I'm putting yellow tape
All I see is yellow tape
I’m talking bout devil my rhetoric nigga
I’m hot as a kettle you bitches
I’m steaming the metal is sizzling
“Hold on don’t touch me, after I bust!”
That’s what telling these bitches
Caution my nigga
Yellow tape shawty my nigga
Bitch I’m the dookie mane
And you may got a song
But that shit ain’t making no noise
Oh so you Pootie Tang
Bitch I still got My dick in my hand
Telling yo bitch to get in a stance
I don’t play I just sit in the stands
After we punt bitch I don’t wanna kick it again
I’m jelly this shit is a jam
This shit can get wicked my nigga I feel like a seat belt (There he go clicking again)
I put my key in her box and she said won’t fit so I told her to jiggle it then
This rap shit matrimony
Tied the knot
Niggas cheesy macaroni
Play with me I smack a phony
Keem the prince Apollonia
Nigga I could make the Pussy jump
Yea the box spring like I put a mattress on it
This shit is an And 1 mixtape bitch
You know I got a handle on it
Rollin
I need me measuring tape I can’t measure the hate
When these rap niggas come around
But how could you measure it dawg
when an ounce of that shit prolly feel like a hundred pounds
Bitch I need measuring tape Ima kill it and see how far I put it underground
Look, fuck the measuring aye we gone yellow the tape
If these niggas don’t dumb it down...
Yellow Tape
Bitch I need some yellow tape
I'm putting yellow tape
All I see is yellow tape
Yellow tape
Bitch I need some yellow tape
I'm putting yellow tape
All I see is yellow tape

Written by:
Akeem Thomas, Nahveyah Graham

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