Spose - Molly or Ratchet or Turn Up lyrics

[Hook] I am still not tough I don't say "molly" or "ratchet" or "turn up" I'm not really with it if someone already did it when they spit it I'm not in the place to trace another image Man, I am still not tough I don't say "molly" or "ratchet" or "turn up" I'm not really with it if someone already did it when they spit it I'm not in the place to trace another image [Verse 1] It's the Wells rap originator, not an imitator Traitor-eliminator, the hater berator, the litigator Rhyme self-incriminator, titilater Independent penchant for the penmanship, writ it, I did it major Jay hit the fader, I blaze with the skaters I never change lanes, exchange "Heys" with the neighbors My name's in the paper, turn flames into vapors I'm preposterously dank and sh** All these rappers are fake, I wouldn't donate a dollar to them I'm intolerant when they push a fraudulent pen If your girlfriend's a four, but you call her a ten And all of your friends, hype men, with bottles of Hen' And your stage prostate's clogged with hollerin' men But the unique speech, you didn't bother to send You got Spizzy Spose looking like your father again I wrote a novel or ten while you were followin' trends I'm pioneering, forging through the underbrush With blood upon my dungarees, the winter's coming, bundle up I'm trudging through the jungle weeds, and I don't mean the Thunder f** I don't take some with me, I just break it down to pump it up I saw your whack live show and I left with a grin I see you're trying to be like him If every day you just sway in the wind When it really comes, that'll be the end [Hook] I am still not tough I don't say "molly" or "ratchet" or "turn up" I'm not really with it if someone already did it when they spit it I'm not in the place to trace another image Man, I am still not tough I don't say "molly" or "ratchet" or "turn up" I'm not really with it if someone already did it when they spit it I'm not in the place to trace another image [Verse 2] It's the innovator, non-a**imilator, inundator Blunt incinerator, trunk disintegrator, scintillator 'Frigerator raider, rebel written raper, liberator I proliferated while you fakers waited in the incubator Get the grill and put a burger upon And see me flowin' while I'm mowin', go and circle the lawn I'm still goin', blowin' potent in the purple at dawn And I got dirt on my palms, I write the thoroughest psalms Maybe you heard I'm the bomb, watch me hurtle to Gronk Watch she gurgle my spawn (Who?), your surrogate mom I got her burnin', learnin' German while you're urgin' for calm I bet your rapers referenced sermon never worded is long See me vocalizing verbals when my thermal is on ‘Cause yelling raps in the basement is my permanent job Think I could make it, I break it with Jacob, I'm taking and earning applause I'm highly cavalier as Kyrie Irving, flirting with stars I got 'em screaming like Drake's there, you think it ain't fair Now you're cross, like a logo that the Saints wear Body ape hair, more man than the Salt Lake mare Snake bare, waitin' in the lake glare You think I'm kidding like a daycare I got the weed jar lit, and it's hidden by the bake ware I was broke, but it's a new day And now I'm too paid like I'm walking in with fake hair [Hook] I am still not tough I don't say "molly" or "ratchet" or "turn up" I'm not really with it if someone already did it when they spit it I'm not in the place to trace another image Man, I am still not tough I don't say "molly" or "ratchet" or "turn up" I'm not really with it if someone already did it when they spit it I'm not in the place to trace another image