Glzmo - Thrift Shop (Freeverse) lyrics

Macklemore couldn't the handle the beat so I'ma k** it Like a roach in the kitchen gettin' smashed by your momma's sk**et I don't rap about stackin' cash or rollin' with a zag and fill it I'm just a dimwit with a studio spittin' Real sense, I got a little bit to create hits Pick up a nailed two by four stick call me Foley Mick I got a tiny dick so I gotta make up for it With a truck lift.. "Are you serious?" No b**h I'm poor as dirt that's why I'm wearin whorish shirts I got the holes but not the hoes but I guess that's a how it goes What up Novi Nove you inspired this flow Cause a Macklemore blows I just thought you should know "Blah blah thrift shop blah buy some cheap clothes blah blah get money where all the hoes" All you cheesy f**in artists actin like you the hardest All your flows are f**in garbage you belong in a hearse I'm about to spread my f**in curse of rhyming all these f**in words Now the alphabet needs a nurse but f** it I'm done with this freeverse