Jordan MS - Silly (feat. Destin)

Big pulp I don't mean to sound like a dick head
I'm boutta go in on the beat get that shit wet
Rap black mamba I can do it with my left hand
You niggas little to me I'm a lion you a pissant
I need a missandei for my grey worm
And she a stoner she look pretty when her j burn
The bread make a nigga real hungry like tape worm
Only making moves if it get me to the paper
Said I don't talk cheap
I don't talk silly
I write, record, and everyone fucking with it
I'm on a personal mission to go beyond every limit
I'm an unusual gift
You should watch your step
You're overstepping your boundaries
I'm a lil possessive
I hope you been taking notes
Don't want you to fail the lesson
I ain't letting niggas forget it
I'm coming for your temple
Introduce it to pellets
I'll touch ya body with metal let's get it

Hmm, what should I say on this
This song ain't bout shit if I'm really being honest
You claim you got game, balling like Supersonics
You talking old shit, like Seattle, man, you lost it
To mediate the beef, we gon need Pocahontas
I been on a different timing since the Babytron diss
Put the metal to your mouth, like Orthodontists
Put the wires in, I'm well versed in electronics
Put a switch on the glick, wet the block like a faucet
Know I'm on top like the cancer of Tropic
Opps see my crew and they talking real Caustic
We feel like Jon Snow, cuz the winter's upon us
I ain't time for the games or Silliness
But if I must, Imma be the silliest
You may think that this is a silly beat
But I'd hate too if I wasn't silly rich, you get the gist?

Pull up to the scene
With a new bitch and she looking too clean
Cash in my back pocket looking like a BBL
Shoutout to the PPL, who ain't give me a offer
Know I shut you right up like a gobstopper
Oh you feeling sick? Oof, Better call a Doctor
Ooh you looking sus, ha you are the Imposter
You can kicked out the party like it's soccer
Boy I'm bout as fly as motherfucking saucer
Story of my life, well buddy I'm the Author
If you want me to sellout, You gon need a better Offer
How much for the one over there you call daughter?
Hey Rubi Rose listen up I got next
And I've really only got one request
When we done I need a ride back to my duplex
And if you won't Then you getting suplexed, better drive me home thanks

Written by:
Destin Davis, Jordan Smith

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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