Tell Me
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I be YG Rippa; used to be the moniker
An honorable mention it was
But now I seem to sign up for other things
Eric, Rippa, you get either one of 'em
When I say I'm no longer playing, I don't mean the carnival
Y'all softer than cotton candy
Sweeter than a funnel cake
I'm knowing that you gonna hate
But tell your dad his son's a fake
I steady grind from sun to eight
I'm talking eight the next day
That's why you getting lapped
And I'm already on my next pace
Gone, and I'm shot calling alone
Like Jerry Jones or Jerry Sloan
I've never feared a scary moment
And I'm up on it, the opportunity is golden
But you should hold up if you're thinking I'd fold up, dawg
Metaphorically my balls bigger than the Trump Tower
Or the Eiffel one, and you ain't gotta like it once
I'm itching for success like a head that got the lice in 'em
And this is elementary since 10 I've been ciphering
I ain't never had nobody tell me that I would fall and they were right
And I ain't never had nobody tell me that I ain't never put up a fight
This track is aimed at the lame cats
That can't rap but want to claim that the kang's back
Come on, all I see is clones, homes
I'm saying that you drones can't rap;
Spitting whack, singing the same crap
I'm not liking you. It's the truth that I might be rude
Dang quit biting dude, swipe or no swiping dude
And I mean right now, as weak as you might sound
But like an underground water tunnel, you need to pipe down
And it's so retarded. It's like y'all get together in booths
Just to see who be spitting the most garbage
And after that, y'all pick the ones that speak the most trash
Cosign him and sackride him until his nuts crash
What's that? Who gave these people a bus pass?
I'm pissed, I'm agged, plus mad
Somebody put a muzzle on him
Need to shush that, hush that
People don't know what's good or what's bad
Y'all done confused somebody making the latest moves
For somebody that's actually spitting and has paid his dues
I'm aching to move. Steady slaying these faking fools
Not debating to dumb my raps down for the sake of you
Nowadays since rap is no longer talent based
That'll make people completely forget the database
And it baffles me
So I'm here ridding the rapping game
With insecticides like it's Rapper Raid
An honorable mention it was
But now I seem to sign up for other things
Eric, Rippa, you get either one of 'em
When I say I'm no longer playing, I don't mean the carnival
Y'all softer than cotton candy
Sweeter than a funnel cake
I'm knowing that you gonna hate
But tell your dad his son's a fake
I steady grind from sun to eight
I'm talking eight the next day
That's why you getting lapped
And I'm already on my next pace
Gone, and I'm shot calling alone
Like Jerry Jones or Jerry Sloan
I've never feared a scary moment
And I'm up on it, the opportunity is golden
But you should hold up if you're thinking I'd fold up, dawg
Metaphorically my balls bigger than the Trump Tower
Or the Eiffel one, and you ain't gotta like it once
I'm itching for success like a head that got the lice in 'em
And this is elementary since 10 I've been ciphering
I ain't never had nobody tell me that I would fall and they were right
And I ain't never had nobody tell me that I ain't never put up a fight
This track is aimed at the lame cats
That can't rap but want to claim that the kang's back
Come on, all I see is clones, homes
I'm saying that you drones can't rap;
Spitting whack, singing the same crap
I'm not liking you. It's the truth that I might be rude
Dang quit biting dude, swipe or no swiping dude
And I mean right now, as weak as you might sound
But like an underground water tunnel, you need to pipe down
And it's so retarded. It's like y'all get together in booths
Just to see who be spitting the most garbage
And after that, y'all pick the ones that speak the most trash
Cosign him and sackride him until his nuts crash
What's that? Who gave these people a bus pass?
I'm pissed, I'm agged, plus mad
Somebody put a muzzle on him
Need to shush that, hush that
People don't know what's good or what's bad
Y'all done confused somebody making the latest moves
For somebody that's actually spitting and has paid his dues
I'm aching to move. Steady slaying these faking fools
Not debating to dumb my raps down for the sake of you
Nowadays since rap is no longer talent based
That'll make people completely forget the database
And it baffles me
So I'm here ridding the rapping game
With insecticides like it's Rapper Raid
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:39.27] I be YG Rippa; used to be the moniker
[00:42.53] An honorable mention it was
[00:44.10] But now I seem to sign up for other things
[00:46.43] Eric, Rippa, you get either one of 'em
[00:48.10] When I say I'm no longer playing, I don't mean the carnival
[00:50.72] Y'all softer than cotton candy
[00:52.13] Sweeter than a funnel cake
[00:53.24] I'm knowing that you gonna hate
[00:54.74] But tell your dad his son's a fake
[00:56.01] I steady grind from sun to eight
[00:57.36] I'm talking eight the next day
[00:58.68] That's why you getting lapped
[00:59.86] And I'm already on my next pace
[01:01.59] Gone, and I'm shot calling alone
[01:03.07] Like Jerry Jones or Jerry Sloan
[01:05.05] I've never feared a scary moment
[01:06.88] And I'm up on it, the opportunity is golden
[01:09.35] But you should hold up if you're thinking I'd fold up, dawg
[01:12.12] Metaphorically my balls bigger than the Trump Tower
[01:15.32] Or the Eiffel one, and you ain't gotta like it once
[01:17.48] I'm itching for success like a head that got the lice in 'em
[01:20.27] And this is elementary since 10 I've been ciphering
[01:23.34] I ain't never had nobody tell me that I would fall and they were right
[01:33.16] And I ain't never had nobody tell me that I ain't never put up a fight
[01:44.65] This track is aimed at the lame cats
[01:47.14] That can't rap but want to claim that the kang's back
[01:49.80] Come on, all I see is clones, homes
[01:52.06] I'm saying that you drones can't rap
[01:53.51] Spitting whack, singing the same crap
[01:55.47] I'm not liking you. It's the truth that I might be rude
[01:58.03] Dang quit biting dude, swipe or no swiping dude
[02:00.98] And I mean right now, as weak as you might sound
[02:03.41] But like an underground water tunnel, you need to pipe down
[02:06.14] And it's so retarded. It's like y'all get together in booths
[02:09.52] Just to see who be spitting the most garbage
[02:11.51] And after that, y'all pick the ones that speak the most trash
[02:14.46] Cosign him and sackride him until his nuts crash
[02:17.16] What's that? Who gave these people a bus pass?
[02:19.65] I'm pissed, I'm agged, plus mad
[02:22.71] Somebody put a muzzle on him
[02:24.17] Need to shush that, hush that
[02:25.82] People don't know what's good or what's bad
[02:28.00] Y'all done confused somebody making the latest moves
[02:30.44] For somebody that's actually spitting and has paid his dues
[02:33.22] I'm aching to move. Steady slaying these faking fools
[02:36.07] Not debating to dumb my raps down for the sake of you
[02:38.99] Nowadays since rap is no longer talent based
[02:41.10] That'll make people completely forget the database
[02:43.81] And it baffles me
[02:45.72] So I'm here ridding the rapping game
[02:47.12] With insecticides like it's Rapper Raid
[03:14.30]
[00:42.53] An honorable mention it was
[00:44.10] But now I seem to sign up for other things
[00:46.43] Eric, Rippa, you get either one of 'em
[00:48.10] When I say I'm no longer playing, I don't mean the carnival
[00:50.72] Y'all softer than cotton candy
[00:52.13] Sweeter than a funnel cake
[00:53.24] I'm knowing that you gonna hate
[00:54.74] But tell your dad his son's a fake
[00:56.01] I steady grind from sun to eight
[00:57.36] I'm talking eight the next day
[00:58.68] That's why you getting lapped
[00:59.86] And I'm already on my next pace
[01:01.59] Gone, and I'm shot calling alone
[01:03.07] Like Jerry Jones or Jerry Sloan
[01:05.05] I've never feared a scary moment
[01:06.88] And I'm up on it, the opportunity is golden
[01:09.35] But you should hold up if you're thinking I'd fold up, dawg
[01:12.12] Metaphorically my balls bigger than the Trump Tower
[01:15.32] Or the Eiffel one, and you ain't gotta like it once
[01:17.48] I'm itching for success like a head that got the lice in 'em
[01:20.27] And this is elementary since 10 I've been ciphering
[01:23.34] I ain't never had nobody tell me that I would fall and they were right
[01:33.16] And I ain't never had nobody tell me that I ain't never put up a fight
[01:44.65] This track is aimed at the lame cats
[01:47.14] That can't rap but want to claim that the kang's back
[01:49.80] Come on, all I see is clones, homes
[01:52.06] I'm saying that you drones can't rap
[01:53.51] Spitting whack, singing the same crap
[01:55.47] I'm not liking you. It's the truth that I might be rude
[01:58.03] Dang quit biting dude, swipe or no swiping dude
[02:00.98] And I mean right now, as weak as you might sound
[02:03.41] But like an underground water tunnel, you need to pipe down
[02:06.14] And it's so retarded. It's like y'all get together in booths
[02:09.52] Just to see who be spitting the most garbage
[02:11.51] And after that, y'all pick the ones that speak the most trash
[02:14.46] Cosign him and sackride him until his nuts crash
[02:17.16] What's that? Who gave these people a bus pass?
[02:19.65] I'm pissed, I'm agged, plus mad
[02:22.71] Somebody put a muzzle on him
[02:24.17] Need to shush that, hush that
[02:25.82] People don't know what's good or what's bad
[02:28.00] Y'all done confused somebody making the latest moves
[02:30.44] For somebody that's actually spitting and has paid his dues
[02:33.22] I'm aching to move. Steady slaying these faking fools
[02:36.07] Not debating to dumb my raps down for the sake of you
[02:38.99] Nowadays since rap is no longer talent based
[02:41.10] That'll make people completely forget the database
[02:43.81] And it baffles me
[02:45.72] So I'm here ridding the rapping game
[02:47.12] With insecticides like it's Rapper Raid
[03:14.30]