Phone-EG - MEMES lyrics

[Produced by GAGNÉ] [Verse 1 - Pryde] Uh, real sh** real sh** You know? Look Ain't used to that bullsh** that they babble out, man I'm allergic to it In a Civic with three hoes, bumpin' on tights to that t**n' music Top floor with like four homies, gettin' noise complains from the tenants (Tenants!) Bruce name with no W, that's right b**h I'm the illest (Illest!) Sweat suits when we dine fancy, we all do the same sh** like line dancin' My sh** got poppin' off ball music, most pop artists is eye-candy TV, they might ban me, tatted now and I'm back around She came through, she brought food and I charge that to my bank account (Cha-ching!) Come and die, stupid child not a rapper like super hot I'm that f**ing s** symbol, if you don't think so then you a thot Got crazy flow when that music drop, never gonna settle for a music flop cause I'm me, still me, and I stay me b**h till that motherf**in' music stop (Bang!) [Interlude - Phone EG] Truss' me, yo! Phone E f**ing G dawg, bucket hat on cause I'm a real a** n***a coming straight out the dot dawg You f**in' dunno this dawg [Verse 2 - Pryde] Holdup, holdup, holdup, holdup, uh! The flow got colder, rhymes got older She ain't sober, we had her all bent over up in the Rover [?] Call the Uber, her body super, I nail that ho, I had-to Kamasutra She said I'll call your a** tomorrow, told that chick to call me sooner Cause I'll make you famous, I'll make you famous Just chill with me, one photo will have everybody lurkin' on your Insta Feed I swear you rappers will never-ever just see the b**h in me f** you, pay me, pause, but if you hate you'll get this dick for free That's outta control, out of my phone Talking straight business, baby listen I'll be out on the road All these freaks in the crowd gettin' light on my shoulders [?] couple rounds with a pro Yellin' god dammit you changed, I'm like god damn I got money b**h Got happy, so get at me, plus your grandmamma love me and that's real [Interlude 2 - Phone EG] Yo dawg, yo Squidward, you hear this f**en' music?! Where you coming from dawg? Im comin' from the dot [?] my friends live in Brampton, but I'm still comin' from the dot Bucket hat on cause I'm a real a** n***a I woulda rapped right now, but it's like I'm kinda, I'm kinda tired right now so maybe tomorrow [?] [Verse 3 - Pryde] When I was fourteen man I started, when I was sixteen I got signed Ever since that point it's been Mars b**h, but I got people tellin' me I'm lying Tellin' me I changed, tellin' me I'm different All because I'm drinkin' and I'm rappin' 'bout b**hes But if you were to get too turnt with a bunch of chicks weekly, you would understand how my sh** is Listen, are you rappers mad at the fact I came back on a track and told your fans how tacky and whack Whackin' some racks, platinum plaques are about to be up on my motherf**in' wall, just stop rapping like that Back in the club, happenin', s*ut, I ain't even makin' sense now, but my rappin' is tough [?] f**in' backing me up, but I ain't really sayin' nothin' [?] Kanye bustin' like that [Outro - Phone EG] You f**in' battyboys You dunno this, Phone EG This is like the third time saying my f**ing name, you should already know about this you f**ing wastemans You guys are f**ing scallwaygs I'll run up in here Your grandma, your mamma [?] I'm gonna go ride my seahorse now