TEMPO

Jumped on the track feeling like this my tempo I be popping my shit just like a pimple Copying my style like it's a kinkos Copy and that paste that's something I don't know I be expecting it call it placental Ten toes down with the really strong ankles Running shit like I'm playing a game of temple If it ain't about the money then you know it's been no Crack a bitch open like a pistachio It's Tuesday but I'm Wednesday with a crossbow I stay fresher in other words I'm mentos They rapping but they ain't fucking with this flow I be going in deep something like dimples Too solid and they can't f*ck with my mental He love dulce so he loving my skin tone He a eater and he going lower than lambo's He's a eater That's your man Oh my God That's what I love about him phyr He a eater and he go lower than limbo I give him face shots just like a peephole Till I hit a high note that's that falsetto Kick him out then I catch a z like zorro Blame it on the hormones that shit normal He a side nigga ain't no need to be formal I could get it off the arm like my name goro I can bring it back like I got it from turo I admit I'm stuck up so I don't like to mingle I was eating when I had no bread yeah keto Bitches too crusty call that thin dough Too quick to crash out I call them cymbals She gonna need some training today I ain't Lorenzo Could've walked on the beat but I chose to break to molds On these bitches necks in my butter timbos You're a number two just like the pencil Pump the lead in you like a clutch pencil These bitches getting read like my kindle When I'm spitting bars you know it's inferno They say that's fire because I'm the lingo Every time I bag a boss I yell out bingo I got action like I'm in a casino I'm on a bean but it ain't a pinto Slim little waist v for Valentino These lames be snakes but I don't forgive those Throwing fake shots but you know I just eat those Roll on these hoes like a armadillo They can't f*ck with me cuz I'm too official Think you got a buzz splat mosquito