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peculate - barsthehippie lyrics

[produced by kidd rese]

yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
haha

[verse 1]
yuh, i’m never ending my words burn like inferno;
pits where the most lyrics spit
one hit to the dome and we k!lling cyphers b-tch
straight wickedly giggling and i’m high as f-ck
so i don’t care what you like to think
i stole yo bae, aye, she calling me dayday cause i do this
every day, day and night fright when they watch me hit the neyney
layout my plan and then they laughing at the man but later on
thinking they can hit me “when we used to” maaan
f-ck out my face you lacing hopes too much and watch me not help
don’t swear to god, he ain’t like it when i reach for h-ll
i f-ck em’ all they be running on the trail where i lead them on
n0body gonna come to help, won’t need to tell. (aye)

[hook]
aye who the f-ck do you think
(who you talking bout?)
f-ck who you talking bout
aye who the f-ck do you think
(who you talking bout?)
f-ck who you talking bout
aye who the f-ck do you think
(who you talking bout?)
f-ck who you talking bout
aye who the f-ck do you think
(who you talking bout?)
f-ck who you talking bout

[verse 2]
f-ck who you talking bout (aye)
you running your mouth a lot (aye)
peculate to get clout (aye)
cerebrate then i bounce, simply moving in the shadows
like a ninja training to cut enemies, gut them up
feed their eyes to a stolen tiger (aye)
a on a mission, stay persistent, i’m majored in this
like a mayor of this, admire when i require to be plagiaristic
i’m babysitting. (d-mn)
really be k!lling this sh-t, really be speeding a bit;
really be rapping like i am a god
sayin’ “the ones who are tall gon’ fall” (hold up now)
sit and repeat in the clique, lyrics too deep for them pimps (k!ll em)
but uhhh
back with that wicked raps is young boy lil bihh
aka le hippie man, that’s bars b-tch
don’t scar or rip cause you’ll regret it, i don’t ever miss my target
you ain’t a spartan, i’m a martian, yuh

[verse 3]
understand i’m him, godly friend, sin on sin
bl–dy tin made of limbs and some shrimp
go tip you gon’ see death when you try to f-ck with him
that’s lil bihh, a major fin-es,cense
win on win, you couldn’t catch a bar with replay (trick)
motherf-ckers you are re-played (switch)
and don’t treat me like a fan, surp-ss your status
with little recognition; it’s not a plan
that’s just my route i’m sure you’ll never understand
out of the abyss sp-wned a righteous man with a lisp
who started rhyming to get some chicks
now steady grinding to get the chips (k!ll em’)
talking sh-t get hit like a b-tch touching man who’s p-ssed
but now they talking like uhhh
diss back? i don’t satisfy no man
no chit chat i dominate like kidd’s plan
we ain’t skip past we glide fast like uhhh
didn’t mean to get you to notice i’m sure once i spoken
you gon’ focus and follow along you b-tch, yuh
haha haha but uhhh

[hook]
aye who the f-ck do you think
(who you talking bout?)
f-ck who you talking bout. (x8)

[outro verse]
grind like f-ck you b-tch i’m all lined up and i’m posted with my team, yea we ill mc’s we came to spit
all the way up i’m high cloud 9
like who the f-ck you think you talking to?
motherf-ckers, yuh
f-ck you think you talking to? yeah
haha, bars, yuh
(yeaahh ohh ooohh)

- barsthehippie lyrics

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