Rittz - LAF (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Yelawolf] Look at them boots (ha?) The f**, am I Elvis? You think I dropped two racks on a pair of crocodile tails just to let 'em sit up on the shelf b**h? Yela done lost his mind Dropped 70 grand up on the Chevrolet A bug got into my throat, I had to cough it up The dealership hit me with the pepper spray Money, money, money 20, 30, 40, 50 and another hunnid If I don't get rid of this ridiculous amount of dividends I'll probably end up with a knot up in my stomach If I don't feel well, then I don't get meal If I don't get meal, then I can't steer well If I can't steer well, I'ma run over these mothaf**as like a gorilla up in a titanium tank drinkin' on clear Well, what do you expect, I ain't never seen a hunnid thousand dollar check Even Walmart had to be stocked f**ing with me up in the electronic department What do you mean you can't sell all 6 flat screens, what am I supposed to put in my garage A f**ing projecta? how do you expect me to take a piss and not miss Sons of Anar-chy What a dream, what a dream, what is this, what is that, what is up with the bling What a scene, buy the couch, buy the lamp, buy the room, buy the sink, buy the whole damn thing, bada boom bada bing House lookin' like the Ba** Pro Shop Buffalo heads, bears, bucks and dead ducks f** changing up, k** it stuff it and hang it up You don't like it then you lame as f** Come on in, want a beer? Oh yeah, next to nothin' mothaf**a Slumerican sh**! [Hook: Rittz] These motherf**ers make me laugh They L-A-F, they Lame As f** Look at how they dress They L-A-F, they Lame As f** Listen how they rap They L-A-F, they Lame As f** Trying to say they fresh, trying to say they tough You ain't ever been about it, you just make sh** up You lame as f** [Verse 2: Rittz] (Hey Rittz, what's up?) Some people never really cease to amaze me These days it's like no one can take a hint I made a song called Lame As f** and all these rappers act like it don't pertain to them If I was a name these lame motherf**ers it would Take me ten minutes to give 'em attention so I'll be vague and vent But if you feel like I'm referring to you, then you're the reason my patience is paper thin First off, if you know me as Rittz I think you're real lame if you see me and you try to call me by my real name Just because you read my Wikipedia Don't even say to people that we kicked it when we never did hang Same type of motherf**er will beg for your number and wonder why you ignore em like twenty times on the road Cause I'm busy and this is why I hesitated giving it to you homie You need to go get a life of your own "How do I know if I'm lame?" Lemme ask you this, are you always commenting online like you're an expert on everything? When someone's sick, do you try to chime in and tell 'em what medicine they should buy? Do you write your life story on Facebook, when no one gives a damn, Instagram full of family pictures sh**ty car, got a pair of rims on it You ever done a ice bucket challenge? Then the answer's yes Do you ask random people 'bout a tat just so you can show 'em yours when nobody give a sh**? Lookin lame, takin’ pictures with a pit Say you love it, make it mean And you give the dog away I hope you end up gettin' bit b**hes actin like they model for a living when they strip I’m confused on how to say it, are they memes or they mems? I’m just sick of seeing dorky sh** written on a picture for a minute It was cool but now I’m wishin it would end Hell nah I feel the word thot is twat It’s difficult, it doesn’t roll off my tongue You prolly used the word fleek the same week you heard it you geek Dirty p**y nobody showing you love You lame as f** if you ain’t rolling with Slum You lame as f** yelling Worldstar holding your phone You think you dope, but you dumb You wanna rap to me I’m hoping you gone You think you flow, that mean you totally dumb Cuz you lame as f**! [Verse 3: Royce da 5'9"] All I see around here is boring flows and rollies [?] boring tweets, these b**hes totally taking thoting to a whole nother level Like they was born for hoeing, and then she got to turn around and expose the n***a She was just chilling with the night before without a warning, so she can get accepted socially So you gotta know, was she colder than ice? She rolling the dice, or block her on the neck like you born to goalie Uh, a hunnid, a hunnid, a hunnid, a hunnid, a hunnid, that's the new corn emoji Who want it, who want it? That's a new rhetorical question nobody seems to have the answers to The only question n***as seem to have a answer to is "Who done it, who done it?" Snitching is the new equivalent to cancer foo' Stop working and getting your pay and giving it to dancers knowing your children need pampers foo' You n***as nowadays are probably waiting in line all day Just to get [?] shoes cause they was made by Kanye You put them on, get a glance or two, then you go home and your daughter say How Sway, but you ain't got the answers foo The sh** is too pathetic, cause you too busy tryna keep up with the n***a who be tryna keep up with the n***a who be chasing all of these b**hes With all the artificial body parts looking too synthetic Look if Yelawolf tell a n***a that he want you deaded, you be deaded Rittz and I can finish blowing the Romeo Julieta After I finish sending a n***a at you who be throwing Tony Romos out of a Ruger, ready to risk it all for me Get off me, y'all funny, this is the remix, Rittz talk to me [Hook: Rittz] These motherf**ers make me laugh They L-A-F, they Lame As f** Look at how they dress They L-A-F, they Lame As f** Listen how they rap They L-A-F, they Lame As f** Trying to say they fresh, trying to say they tough You ain't ever been about it, you just make sh** up You lame as f** [Verse 4: KXNG Crooked] Oh word, y'all ain't think that I was coming in this b**h Bet ya think I'm talkin' bout making an entrance Talk bout making an entrance, into a lame n***as Mrs Listen to that sentence, I said coming in this b**h Rubbing on the clits, s**ing on her tits Coming on her lips, why am I humping on this chick? Cause he dumber than a brick, talking bout the Illuminati like "Doesn't it exist?" And didn't Eminem become a puppet for the government in this country Once hes start coming with the hits? I ain’t f**ing with them Rittz, these dudes been dropped on their head Swimming in they daddy balls, he should have opted for some head Yo momma should have swallowed you instead, missed y'all not at all, uh, wait What about these mothaf**as acting like they trapping but ain't never flipped a quarter Rappers never traffickin' across the Tijuana border [?] Rolling over so your time is shorter, but you know your crew with doing more than just a quarter Now they making orders like them Jordans you be sportin in protected custody but luckily I can't afford to f** with s**as I ignored them mothaf**as Crooked is sorta like a hoarder with the pistols (you lame) Crooked hes gone, what is he on Is it a weed bong? He got 3 blondes with no jeans on playin ping pong with his ding dong while he sing songs like I'm Cheech and Chong, b**h I'm King Kong Just a n***a with a attitude like I'm Ice Cube reborn Mixed with some Bill Cosby b**hes Wrong n***as sleep on, Rittz [Hook: Rittz] These motherf**ers make me laugh They L-A-F, they Lame As f** Look at how they dress They L-A-F, they Lame As f** Listen how they rap They L-A-F, they Lame As f** Trying to say they fresh, trying to say they tough You ain't ever been about it, you just make sh** up You lame as f**