Conrad Jenkins - The Day the Earth Stood Still lyrics

[Verse 1: CONNOR] I've been carrying the game like Noah's Ark Cause my flow is sharp When I spit They giving no remarks I put the low in park Roll the windows down Put the dro on spark Tryna ease my racing mind like go karts Don't get me started I'll go Leo Wolf of Wall Street Still needing Margot Please don't hesitate to call me Writing torch bars No sports car Cruising 94 and I got the North Star guiding me Poor sports keep trying me I ain't tripping off what you heard partner I know my words longer than these wordmongers I'm like Unabomber Step into the spot, it goes up We really do it big man Call the coroner When you stepping on my turf It gets real Leave this motherf**er like The Day the Earth Stood Still Better go to church Get healed C Wiig spitting Now they tryna make a deal? [Verse 2: CONNOR] Man this a PSA And it's from Conrad Jenkins Call me Bobby Flay Cause I'm full-on sprinting in the kitchen Making dishes you ain't never seen like snow to a Jamaican And I'm blowing evergreen in a Backwood like I'm planking I'm always on my feet Need me a lady giving foot rubs Moving to my grooves like cut rugs Cause I be going yard for these lyrics like a hut one You got that kind of face only a mother could love Comprendé? I never switched up I've been the same I'm just crazy as f** But I've been sane You need to really listen to what Wiig's saying Cause ya boy's been heating up like motherf**ing Bengay I could probably help your girl with her back ache and neck sprains And she whispered in my ear that I'm next, ayeee But that's ironic cause I'm tongue-tying Speaking real You Pied-Piping Really spitting sick like bronchitis And their lungs dying Money ain't sh** without someone humble behind it If you forget then play this song and get reminded