Nytro - rap factory

I can rap too, I can make the trap beat
Show it to a label in a room, have them pay me, uh
I can make a trap song about guns, and money, and hitting on your mom
I can make a song about lots of narcotics
I can make a song and say the industry is rotten
I can make a song and say my wrist ice cold, And your baby mama still on my line, oh no
Fast food rap feels boring at its best, hearing twenty thousand guys tryna' be just like the rest
Y'all are boring, and I'm not even that intimidated
"I can put a beam on your head, eliminated"
So lame, and you all sound the same
Put some hi-hats on an 808 and let it bang saying
I can rap too, I can make the trap beat
Show it to a label in a room, have them pay me, uh
I can make a trap song about guns, and money, and hitting on your mom
I'll admit that it was cool the first ten times
But now it looks like rappers coming straight out the assembly line
Can we please get a new sound this time
Ooh! A Lil Uzi clone number 359
Good. Lord. Make some different music
I'ma hand you guys a pen and paper please use it
I aint gonna lie I freestyled this song
Aye I punched in every single bar
Am I wrong
'Cause that's what everybody's doing these days
If you wanna blow up then you gotta ride a wave like
I can rap too, I can make the trap beat
Show it to a label in a room, have them pay me, uh
I can make a trap song about guns, and money, and hitting on your mom
I think I should write a good hook to make a TikTok
It could blow up and I could get a bunch of clicks on it
Start beef with somebody drop a diss track on 'em
I don't know, what the best way to get some clout
Do I walk in public property and start to spaz out
Post a video online about how I stole somebody's couch
Hold on everybody look at my image
Forget the music, I can do some internet gimmicks
I can bust open car windows 'cause it's funny
Then you hear my song and my label makes money
I can rap too, I can make the trap beat
Show it to a label in a room, have them pay me, uh
I can make a trap song about guns, and money, and hitting on your mom
Alexa, can you play like good kid m.A.A.d city or something
I'm about to lose my mind

Written by:
Joshua Justice

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