Stefan Ponce - Yaphet Kotto lyrics

[Produced by Stefan Ponce] [Intro] I know it's your first I will try to be gentle My love.... [Verse 1] Worst rapper to ever spit on an open mic Worst rapper to ever get on so many likes Worst rapper to ever blow up and over night And when my D swell my D-12 friends, but Obie Trice Young, black and gifted but he still in America Heard the flow was getting better, is he sleeping with Erykah? They pa**ing me they demos, these rappers, I think it's funny Cause they tryna get my demo, young white kids with money I promise, worst rapper, iTunes most played It's just me and both Macs, self made, self paid Headlines saying he leaving to be a rapper With n***as saying: "This dummy; he's eating off of his acting, I mean Who the f** wanna be a rapper, it's stupid, I mean Who knew that every rapper with a new crew Wanna do sh** on Hulu,"—that's the blueprint You drive until the lease up I drive until it's dirty, please somebody call the Brinks truck Yeah they know me [HAPPY FACE EMOJI] That OG, I might OD so Avengers keep it lowkey (AHH) Well I'm sitting on top of the world There's only one second secure But I can't get it back My life is a sham no time to react; breathe Find solace in the fact my ball bigger Pause, like dog fingers Give a f** 'bout y'all n***as Get the point like ball kickers I do sh**, eat good, need a toothpick Your girl play my music So that's thumbs down to your new sh** [Verse 2] Buddha stance in a forest on the ayahuasca I'm as high as copters, binoculars Looking down on my confidence Truly honest man, I wish there was more of us freaking out I wet the bed the first night on my tour bus God damn, what're you doing man? I can't name a lot of rappers that you better than He hates women and himself, I won't give him the chance Tear myself down first to make 'em pay in advance Heard a lot of y'all talking behind his back When he walking out Me and Fam in the corner, what are they talking 'bout? The same dudes who laughing after you go Be the same dudes emailing asking you 'bout your show It's on FX? Tight n***a Me and my homies making flicks Me and my homies making beats Me and my homies making hits Me and my homies hit the spot, roll with us, gold diggers I don't really like those n***as, Childish like goldfishes We saw this kid get shot up by the cops in Atlanta They shot through his Phantom And tandem cannons were blamming him He was standing there like 20 seconds before Now he gasping for air, bullet holes inside of his dome What's the point? I don't know Why am I here? Why am I alive? Why do you care? Living real everyday, what was your undoing? Khalifa's first name now there's urine on him (Eww) Damn 'Bino why you gotta do it to em? I'm Terio, I'm Terio, my cousin "Ooooh-ahh-Ooh-ing" New sh**, new sh** alert, never fake (Ugh) There's levels to the sh** like a wedding cake [Outro] My new girls so pretty that the world shine My new girls getting kissed by the coast line My new girl so pretty we can bovine Worst rapper ever, how I'm giving out a cosign? Chance The Rapper, yeah that n***a crazy Big brother, little brother lifestyle wavy Cool, uhhh... (Always thinking)