Docile Wryer - Authentic lyrics

[Verse] Who the f** is this It's that OYB veteran Rinne in one eye I look like 94 Method Man Wu is not my clan On yo b**h my brand I'm a Mactown menace with my bro AyeCham Yo hobby on sloppy I only drop the hottest media Probably not gone stop I need a page on Wikapedia Invest in my music I never waste it on materials Account on low digits I need my numbers lookin' serial Tell me I'm not gonna make it Take the same haters and turn 'em to critics Make 'em a choir of crickets If my lyrics ain't riches production'll get it Ride round my city don't like how we livin' Fl my tool that's gone make me some shillings Boy what I brought in the pack smell like chitlins Do this for Lesley and Lauryn and Nicolas Creative with my green so I reed up Seen a n***a tweakin' stepped in arena Went and got me a foreign with c cups Bad category 5 like Katrina [Hook] I said it won't be long now put my date on the clock My style got different styles it's stir fry in wok My region get a bad rep but we just living the art I'm steady stickin' out the crowd who gone give abstract a start I rap my lifestyle And that consist of some anime I'm a dark child I plan to k** this game every day Where them dark clouds Prefer them over sun anyway If I spit it It's authentic [Verse 2] Comma comma comma I need four though Mr Kite$ pull up to yo venue cloaked in slow mo Gettin' in and out but yo hoe she get a photo Put it up on IG and I flex it for some promo And if it's rolled up it's catered Comfy a** n***a he quick to slide up in the Taylors When will they run me a check but i'm not wavin' for waiters Left foot is holdin' his neck right turn his head to a crater Ball with my monsters on side feel like a Pokémon trainer Got that full court pressure for ya main and ya side piece PG consumer acronym mean profound green Abstract lane all my n***as they cosign me Told me she don't rap but her flow like a river Kite$ is cold as a shiver I told these n***as watch my time please Spit in a mic and I turn a stu into a crime scene Pennys and nickels they can't outshine how bright my dime gleam Soft serve a n***a then scoop his baddie like some ice cream Make her melt and then I clean it up like Aisle 3 [Hook] I said it won't be long now put my date on the clock My style got different styles it's stir fry in wok My region get a bad rep but we just living the art I'm steady stickin' out the crowd who gone give abstract a start I rap my lifestyle And that consist of some anime I'm a dark child I plan to k** this game every day Where them dark clouds Prefer them over sun anyway If I spit it It's authentic [Outro](2x) Give 'em hell boy Even though yo skin ain't red boy No chill boy Let them n***as know you here boy