Taylor $upreme - f** Rap lyrics

[Intro]: Said I'm so tired... [Verse 1: Rich iCoast] Big without a Coogi, Big without a L And Big without a Pun y'all n***as goin to hell Son came out his shell, motivate to prevail Fabricating they way in every pa** on a scale Fire path on a trail, but f** that School of Hard Knocks the cla** they in ah get bucked at I'm up at the crack of the sunlight, gotta get this done right On point like a n***a who ain't never leave his gun like You can get it if you try somebody get laid out All this gangsta sh** ain't no clips get sprayed out But f** rap, mind ova matter When mine do matter, it's cause mine did better And I'm good without this sh** down to charge to the game But I ain't never trust a b**h that's something I don't change And I got a bucket list, ain't with the chasin fame Watchin from the cut still put em all to shame [Hook: Rich iCoast] Ayo f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) [Verse 2: Jay Storm] 4-5-6, I got that head crack Crack heads ain't wantin that raw so where yo heads at 360's all on that board so where your bread at Playing in the 2K boy, won't make that bread back This Miami, and we're keepin it that 1, 2, 1 you see the game stats In Miami, 1, 2, 1, check where ya dame at That's me and Biz, 2 broads, you know what n***as doin f** Rap, this Hip-Hop's how n***as movin, ha And that's really what they talk about I fake left to a fade now try to walk it out Even Jordan, know the bullsh** that I'm sportin As we movin and extortin and bullsh** your promotin, That's real, create content, forget all of the nonsense Like when these n***as droppin, as you floppin X dropped 2 albums in a year, that's my biggest competition It's dark and hell is hot but I'm hittin [Hook: Rich iCoast] Ayo f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) [Verse 3: Sho-Biz] f** n***as, I swear these rappers is f** n***as Talk real, but undercover they f** n***as Started from the bottom, but at the top its just us n***a Slave master mentality word to me I don't trust n***as I'm on my sh**, but these platforms they got me pissed Every channel that got a list, act like MCing don't exist So f** rap, don't let the single fool you, I go coco Ain't the top rhymer to you, you must of lost ya f**in noodles Sometimes I ask myself what the f** am I rapping for Steadily dodging that bullsh** like a matador Pretty n***a rapping raw Most of my n***as independently distributing that white like it was Macklemore I'm on the stage with my fist up like a Black Panther Until the grave, my flow is aids, b**h I can rap cancer Oh my god, it's no facade, I talk that game, Ahmad Rashad My achilles heel, I bare my soul, like a tap dancer [Hook: Rich iCoast] Ayo f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap) f** that, n***as get bucked at Looking at the game got me thinking like f** rap (So f** rap)