S.O.A.K. Orion - Stainless Grip (Outro) [Prod. Space]

Strangle him, leave him blue in the face like a famous crip
Faucet failure, no sink under it I got that aimless drip
Fuck rap, grab the steel no wood grain got that stainless grip
Punch ya shit, Kylie Jenner look alike go drain ya lip
Chicken dinner, ask around, bet they tell you I'm the villain
You can stack yo chump change, my niggas gone chase a milli
Silly niggas switching up I guess I'll call him Caitlyn Jenner
Way we air it out we sendin shots until the paint get thinner

Yeah yeah yeah yeah, this shit my favorite part
Learned at a young age to channel my anger to music now I know that pain is art
I'm mad that these niggas can't see though the bullshit and speak for themselves man they brain is bought
I feel like I have been chosen like my name is Noah now I gotta build the ark
So where to start
How bout I start with the way that the industry treat its fans
It's like snippet on snippet on snippet of mumbling rappers
Where's the supply demand
I could pull up right now tool in hand and they still wouldn't understand
I've been overlooked and underestimated so long I'm like fuck a plan
I'll just make little projects with niggas I fuck with until we blow
One day I hope to get chiz on a song, I know that shit would be really dope
My nigga Dante been killing this shit for the longest don't act like you didn't know
And Shamyr, he done inspired me not to overthink my shit get the pen and go
Now my rhyme scheme, it's impeccable
And my punchlines, they delectable
You niggas sweet, like crustables
And your bars ass, unacceptable
We way better than the rest of you
Ride a wave nigga, not my testicles
When we done here, sad niggas saying that's it's unfair, no festival
Fuck y'all, ain't nowhere to go but up
I'm pop to you goofy niggas
All y'all just soda cups
Fuck a mask, when we see you in the street we want you to know it's us
Riverdale, when I come to the city niggas better throw it up, we ghost

Strangle him, leave him blue in the face like a famous crip
Faucet failure, no sink under it I got that aimless drip
Fuck rap, grab the steel no wood grain got that stainless grip
Punch ya shit, Kylie Jenner look alike go drain ya lip
Chicken dinner, ask around, bet they tell you I'm the villain
You can stack yo chump change, my niggas gone chase a milli
Silly niggas switching up I guess I'll call him Caitlyn Jenner
Way we air it out we sendin shots until the paint get thinner

Written by:
Deanthony Tutman

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