DaLames

Said fuck da lames
Always staying in my lane
And I ain't never droppin names
Keep sendin shots to the fuckin brain
'Cause what more do I have to gain
It's nothin so I just refrain
I don't need a butler way i'm cookin up my shit
Feelin like i'm Jimmy Buckets dropping 56 this my shit
Bitch
And I stay makin hits
That goes for my writing
And all the beats I've been providing
Time to explore the darker side of the mind but
We're not really gonna get into mine but
Man you just gotta vibe with all these tracks
When you at the party they'll be screaming just to run it back
Bass boomin
Raps zoomin
Trap peace of mind has always
Been loomin
You consuming
Trap peace of mind I've
Been assuming
Now bloomin
And it can't stop
And I won't stop
I can never end
Never end man
Yo
Time to just have fun with it
This ain't meant to be taken seriously
I'm not writing to impress
Shit ain't causin any stress
Trust the process
Swishin this shit like i'm numero uno
Killin every album
You know I got the flow to match anything
Hand is full of champion rings
Master of the trap
Only three tracks in and I've called it on wraps