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say yeah (garrett plummer diss) - shoes robinson lyrics

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[verse]
man, f-ck a pace car, i could do this sh-t for days
i’m about to race two steps ahead of you like indy stays
i kept the treasure measured, you opened up the case
and that’s the wrath of god, marion look away

it could erase your face and make your place at heaven’s gate
st. peter, take the beef up off his plate and make him eat the dates
he ’bout to read your fate while i’ll be making beats
that make the people say…. yeah, yeah

i’m ’bout to raise the bar and credit cards on more rosé
you’re getting clipped off, by a clipboard, don’t know your name
i’ve got the fuel to move the room with all the bars i slay
your car be stuck in place, gridlocked like merrick garland stays

i’m racing laps ’round, you’re looking g-ssed out
acting like the uber, dude, your rhyming needs a lift/lyft (wow)
this sh-t is beaten on i’ll seat you in the hoosegow
you need a time out, child, you’re wild and you’re too loud

yo, and you ain’t saying nothing
bragging ’bout your dough, i’m ’bout to sn-tch it up and bake some m-ffins
and p-ss ’em out to all your friends and tell ’em “thanks for coming”
cause you’re a guest in my house, c-ckroach, you’re buggin’

and it’s the oddest thing to see your hollow huff and puffing
and if it’s the scottish play it’s safe to say i’m straight macduffing
and this cacophony of gossipy monotony
is costing me my modesty like “i’m the dude you thought you’d beat?”

nah, see, that’s a preposterous philosophy
your prophecy’s about as cheap as shopping sprees at dollar tree
yeah, you ought to offer me idolatry
cause i can keep it scholarly [?] while i’m embalming g’s

yeah, and when proffering the problem of your mockery
the doctor lobbies for lobotomy
i mean, you must have lost it, popping off at me
you properly c-cked up and copped a coffin, b

see, you dropped the ball and you’re hurting your team
you got deserted by the person you wanted to be
shawn don’t love you, he ain’t reppin’ your set
your rap dad just left to grab a pack of cigarettes

and yet, you bet the fee to join our league
started acting recklessly and set the hors-m-n free
me, cleve, and tee are keeping beef season straight gory like gwar
walk in the door and motherf-ckers hit the floor up in this abbatoir

after dark, flexing our [?] repertoire
catching garrett stepping and we’re wrecking his on four and five
got the dude paralyzed, can’t look in his parents’ eyes
sorry ’bout your shame but you can’t hang with these four hors-m-n guys

(breath) and i’m using up all the air in my lungs
disparage your marriage and making it clear that i don’t give a f-ck ’bout your loans
cause i live alone, yo, i’m single and i don’t have all that much cash
but i’m fast, i’m brash, i’m on the attack, and unlike you i can rap

and that’s that. you’re wack and you should delete your account
on that hillary swag, i’m k!lling it, bagging it up, selling beef by the pound
now, you tried, and that’s all for you to be embarr-ssed about
but all the tracks that you dropped… they flopped like anderson varejão

[hook]
tired of being the same
if you’re tired of things not changing
it’s time for you to get out the way

don’t get all up in your feels
just let me take the wheel
i know the road that you need to take

[outro]
i mean, come on man
i got bars for days
like that weird kid you went to high school with
xanax refs, baby!
these’ll knock you out
look man, i’m going to be honest with you
you need to step your game up
i mean, step it up or get out the way

- shoes robinson lyrics

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