CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Trollz (Remix)
Mastermind, I write these rhymes, I'm flatten lines on my surprise
I've seen the guys that tried me a couple times and now I think they flatlined
I'm makin' sh*t spark, you need a shock to the chest
I'm done diggin' up these rappers just so they can get a check
Gotta go, gotta work, got skill, yes sir
I talk to myself in the mirror, I'm the CEO, huh
Hit the button on the lanyard and the neighborhood woke
I'm 24/7 in a 347 Stroker motor
My Mustang hittin' licks like some lesbian horses
I'm dynamically inclined so while we're at it let's be open
If you blow me on a track better get a wind tunnel on it
I'm light years ahead for the category that I am roamin'
Got 2030 hits written up in my future iPhone and
On the moon with a mic, Stoner floatin' in the moment
They say that the sky is the limit so my life goal is to orbit
f**k a star, I ain't a star, I'm just drivin' a shiny disk
Made from USB cords and an iTunes playlist
Of all the hottest songs talkin' about cars
And which Instagram thottie is out here suckin' you off?
b*t*h, I'm the River Ratasaurus Rex, Creek Squad around the neck
Like Antarctica my art form is unable to detect
The unidentified fried country guy standin' on the road side fresh like a Piggly Wiggly produce aisle
I'm smashin' the celery, straight up smokin' some cabbage
I'm writin' hits on my Apple using your software tomatoes
And don't be flexin' with no V-8, that sh*t is unacceptable
Comin' in my lane the end result is you bein' a vegetable
A brick wall where the folks talk and the same when they hit me
Test dummy ass motherf**ker and infinity is for infinity
b*t*h, I am an entire infantry with no end and no assembly
But I bet the game remembers me without a Grammy or a Top 3
Got heart like Dale earned everything I got
I'll be doin' a buck 80 when I desire to stop
Got me on loop like Talladega, checkered flag is my car wrap
Rebel flag out my car window, pop champagne when I get there
And my Winners Circle tighter than a too small Trojan
What's a horse to a pony when the game free roamin'?
Hater rest in peace, I got that RPG
I'm sippin' RC Cola while you D-I-E
Don't you see my cheeks? always red as can be
Only person beatin' me up is the yesterday me, G
My feature charge is hard I walk in with The Master Ball
Put the flamethrower on 'em like a f**kin' Charizard
You know I gotta hit 'em with the classic Anime melee
I'm like Mike, you're Tyson chicken sh*t, come in and get waylayed
If I make you my target that means you're goin' on lay-a-way
And don't tell me I ain't sh*t, won't you go check what my sales say
I'm the southern rap sensei, got 'em doin' what I say
Then I tie these b*t*hes up like knots in bondage and hentai
I'm a pu**y magnet, plantin' seeds for c**t trees
Gotta MILF to kick it with me now she's gettin' her butt squeezed
Haha, dad bod on point just like the lead in my pencil
These rappers keep my name out their mouth because I'll stab 'em with utensils
My diss songs hella suspenseful like a new Jurassic Park
And I'm the T-Rex eatin' your dogs up like your front lawn
The country boy up off the chain now
Throwin' rappers out the game like hurlin' food at a steak house
A-1 and I keep it dirty
And I could wear a mask for Covid in public and still get noticed
Every lyric, b*t*h I wrote it, I'm the one who keeps me floatin'
So unless you wanna sink check out my boat and how I flow it
And check the track record, I mean RHEC'n on my opponents
Before you step to me just think is it worth your streamin' service
Church
I've seen the guys that tried me a couple times and now I think they flatlined
I'm makin' sh*t spark, you need a shock to the chest
I'm done diggin' up these rappers just so they can get a check
Gotta go, gotta work, got skill, yes sir
I talk to myself in the mirror, I'm the CEO, huh
Hit the button on the lanyard and the neighborhood woke
I'm 24/7 in a 347 Stroker motor
My Mustang hittin' licks like some lesbian horses
I'm dynamically inclined so while we're at it let's be open
If you blow me on a track better get a wind tunnel on it
I'm light years ahead for the category that I am roamin'
Got 2030 hits written up in my future iPhone and
On the moon with a mic, Stoner floatin' in the moment
They say that the sky is the limit so my life goal is to orbit
f**k a star, I ain't a star, I'm just drivin' a shiny disk
Made from USB cords and an iTunes playlist
Of all the hottest songs talkin' about cars
And which Instagram thottie is out here suckin' you off?
b*t*h, I'm the River Ratasaurus Rex, Creek Squad around the neck
Like Antarctica my art form is unable to detect
The unidentified fried country guy standin' on the road side fresh like a Piggly Wiggly produce aisle
I'm smashin' the celery, straight up smokin' some cabbage
I'm writin' hits on my Apple using your software tomatoes
And don't be flexin' with no V-8, that sh*t is unacceptable
Comin' in my lane the end result is you bein' a vegetable
A brick wall where the folks talk and the same when they hit me
Test dummy ass motherf**ker and infinity is for infinity
b*t*h, I am an entire infantry with no end and no assembly
But I bet the game remembers me without a Grammy or a Top 3
Got heart like Dale earned everything I got
I'll be doin' a buck 80 when I desire to stop
Got me on loop like Talladega, checkered flag is my car wrap
Rebel flag out my car window, pop champagne when I get there
And my Winners Circle tighter than a too small Trojan
What's a horse to a pony when the game free roamin'?
Hater rest in peace, I got that RPG
I'm sippin' RC Cola while you D-I-E
Don't you see my cheeks? always red as can be
Only person beatin' me up is the yesterday me, G
My feature charge is hard I walk in with The Master Ball
Put the flamethrower on 'em like a f**kin' Charizard
You know I gotta hit 'em with the classic Anime melee
I'm like Mike, you're Tyson chicken sh*t, come in and get waylayed
If I make you my target that means you're goin' on lay-a-way
And don't tell me I ain't sh*t, won't you go check what my sales say
I'm the southern rap sensei, got 'em doin' what I say
Then I tie these b*t*hes up like knots in bondage and hentai
I'm a pu**y magnet, plantin' seeds for c**t trees
Gotta MILF to kick it with me now she's gettin' her butt squeezed
Haha, dad bod on point just like the lead in my pencil
These rappers keep my name out their mouth because I'll stab 'em with utensils
My diss songs hella suspenseful like a new Jurassic Park
And I'm the T-Rex eatin' your dogs up like your front lawn
The country boy up off the chain now
Throwin' rappers out the game like hurlin' food at a steak house
A-1 and I keep it dirty
And I could wear a mask for Covid in public and still get noticed
Every lyric, b*t*h I wrote it, I'm the one who keeps me floatin'
So unless you wanna sink check out my boat and how I flow it
And check the track record, I mean RHEC'n on my opponents
Before you step to me just think is it worth your streamin' service
Church
