Chillin rap lyrics

I'm not lawful, make this pussy stop talking You're not one of the gods You're one of the godawful We all gawking when looking at your Fox Bitch, take it to Smash 4 Losing by 4 stocks You ain't standing your style You ain't standing your ground When you get wins You kick a man when he's down Like I beat Mango, I'm the favorite if he chokes As far as Armada goes I'll just wait till he's a host Ain't no tellin how foolish you be lookin Evidence dot zip can't contain that ass woopin Right when we realize the money match is over That'll be your que to throw your controller... Expose you as a fraud Yeah I'll be blowing you up Who said you were a God I know it wasn't Plup Been here ten years And you know I'm showing up For a man of many words I think you've said enough But the only way to make you hush First I'll body bag your fox Then I'll dot.zip it shut I'll put you in your place kid you're a disgrace Gettin killed quick, like that missile hit you in your face After all this you'll be watching your mouth Ain't no telling who'll be calling you out Salty Suite goes down, you better come correct Until you win a major, show your elders some respect

P.S Leffen I ain't done yet I'm the underdog so place your bets Whoever wanna see Leffen lookin dumb Throw your money on the line cause I'm making some Gotta say bro you looking awfully weak Wait and see what happens in the Salty Suite Vanilla Fox don't suit you Go find another Teach you a lesson and take back my color!