Nuttin' To Shout About
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โฑ๏ธ 2:12 duration
๐ ID: 9076094
๐ Lyrics
I buss when she talk loud
That's nothing to shout about
Shout her round, she into gear too, like a roundabout
Out and out barrer, I'm the hardest in my town
And I'll put that on my life 'cause who is?
I buss when she talk loud
That's nuttin to shout about
Shout her round, she into gear too, like a roundabout
Out and out barrer, I'm the hardest in my town
And I'll put that on my life 'cause who is?
I used to have some posters of rappers
Now I'm the spitting image
Should I make this count? Bicester Village
I don't have to live for image
'Cause the people know the kid's the illest
Worry about my bars and not the kid's appearance
Shit hits the fans when my shit hits the fans
Telling me to stay consistent
On what, fucking Instagram?
I'm more consistent than "your mum" jokes
More consistent than these 20 decks your lungs smoke
See matter of fact I'm so consistent
Consistency is me
Doing bumps every weekend
Consistency is key
I should really post more, consistently tweet
But the fuckery is fuckery and at least I feel free
Like Songer, make a rap song or a drill song
Music lasts forever with a real song
That's just what I'm built on
I don't stress beef unless it's biltong
I just make a tape and tell my girl to put her heels on
Yeah
And both my last releases masterpieces
Past achievements only half the genius
Yard is venus, but the craft's arena's
'Cause we're making rackets up in large arenas
Acting butters for the bread, you man are margariners
Want my spice, you should ask the dealers
After mellow, then it's half sativas
Ask Selena how we passed the Bieber
Flying off the shelf like we graft Beliebers
I don't sell the shots, I can't be arsed for demons
Crazy spitter, may be iller
They call me white grey vanilla
Coming like the Shady era
Just 'cause your chains are bigger
That don't mean you're lady killer
She's sat waiting for my kids like a babysitter
Ask the people in my circle times I ain't deliver
The scene ain't giving me no flowers like a daisy picker
These days I use my lyrics, man I break a clipper
In your team you've got more donuts than a lazy river
That's nothing to shout about
Shout her round, she into gear too, like a roundabout
Out and out barrer, I'm the hardest in my town
And I'll put that on my life 'cause who is?
I buss when she talk loud
That's nuttin to shout about
Shout her round, she into gear too, like a roundabout
Out and out barrer, I'm the hardest in my town
And I'll put that on my life 'cause who is?
I used to have some posters of rappers
Now I'm the spitting image
Should I make this count? Bicester Village
I don't have to live for image
'Cause the people know the kid's the illest
Worry about my bars and not the kid's appearance
Shit hits the fans when my shit hits the fans
Telling me to stay consistent
On what, fucking Instagram?
I'm more consistent than "your mum" jokes
More consistent than these 20 decks your lungs smoke
See matter of fact I'm so consistent
Consistency is me
Doing bumps every weekend
Consistency is key
I should really post more, consistently tweet
But the fuckery is fuckery and at least I feel free
Like Songer, make a rap song or a drill song
Music lasts forever with a real song
That's just what I'm built on
I don't stress beef unless it's biltong
I just make a tape and tell my girl to put her heels on
Yeah
And both my last releases masterpieces
Past achievements only half the genius
Yard is venus, but the craft's arena's
'Cause we're making rackets up in large arenas
Acting butters for the bread, you man are margariners
Want my spice, you should ask the dealers
After mellow, then it's half sativas
Ask Selena how we passed the Bieber
Flying off the shelf like we graft Beliebers
I don't sell the shots, I can't be arsed for demons
Crazy spitter, may be iller
They call me white grey vanilla
Coming like the Shady era
Just 'cause your chains are bigger
That don't mean you're lady killer
She's sat waiting for my kids like a babysitter
Ask the people in my circle times I ain't deliver
The scene ain't giving me no flowers like a daisy picker
These days I use my lyrics, man I break a clipper
In your team you've got more donuts than a lazy river