Scytha Gang - Cypher Warm Up lyrics

[Intro: G. Yee] What? Y'all thought I was joking? I'm throwing hunnies in here like I'm Matt Chure G. Yee! Scytha Gang! We back at it again! Let's get it! Cypher Warm Up: [Verse 1: G. Yee] Been a minute since 2013, wow "Next Gen Bars", everybody heard Yee now Leavin' y'all with black eyes, bloody shirts, teeth out Shofu set it up, now this brother gon' beatdown My squad had y'all doing backflips, fact is People put that Cypher in the past tense, mad since You weren't on the first one shoulda practiced, wack kid Now I'm doing warmups for the second one I'm doing this for Matt, trick The Punchline King is the Punchline God now Cold flow frostin' a Ralts needs a Rawst, wow Dubs on my mind boy, I'm winning like a Noctowl P-Stops spinnin' watch a real trainer ball out Still chokin' on the smoke from that Entei head bash All'a y'all are floppin' like a Remoraid d**hmatch Way ahead the game, leakin' Gen 8 web scans And every line is rare, like a 10k Egg hatch Reppin' Valor when I spit this power on an Instrumental Your girl get D from me because your Nature effin' Gentle She told you she was Mystic but went Popplio instead so She ain't Blue Sea Lion shakin' on me like a red nose Y'all ain't as hard as us Your team wears Cardigans We on the charter bus Y'all on them Charjabugs We eatin' You hatin' Just give us them plates and These gods all look different, just call us boys Arceus [Verse 2: shofu] Boy I'm gone off my energy Your whole squad is outta wack You ain't got no synergy Mention me, you see my pockets fatter than a Blissey be Give you boys the deuce then I'm headed off to victory My squad had y'all doing backflips, madness Crazy on the beat, boy I go batsh**, catnip Persian p**y me on like a magnet, that's it Haters never feel me like Maractus, I'm leavin y'all in caskets Ugh! b**h I'm in the cut like Phantump The way I'm known to Fire, best approach me with your hands up Now all I do is win like I'm Professor Oak's grandson The Cypher finna hit you like the jaws of a Tyrantrum You 'bout to throw a tantrum when it never come out, Weather a Drought Flow as hot as AZ when the weapons come out, Pressure amount Shofu busting out the strength'll put you in a wheelchair You softer than a Stuffel and I'm hitting like a Bewear I'm prepared, take me away watch how I regroup You think this sh** is over 'till I hit you with a Z-Move Boy you don't get no redo's, this is just a prelude You comin' with a school but to me you just some seafood You asking for the Cypher, you ain't ready for it You gon' need some towels and a bib that's another story Thanks to all the fans for showing love and being so supportive I'ma give you what you want, come mid-September you gon' hear us roaring