Don’t Play This
Run it
Hit my peak isn’t a fucking
Alright whatever
El el el el let’s call all the Indians
Maybe if I die I’ll turn into a G.O.A.T
[Verse: Shaft]
I was overthinking rap shit
Yeah it’s funny
Didn’t take me very long to see I’m better than these dummy’s
I ain’t grabbing on my Jimmy while I’m fucking on their mummys
Stay slinging raps since the baby rocked the diaper Huggys
Out from the belly of the beast, it’s the dude from the east
Who stays jay walking on your fucking streets
And I heard ‘em say Dumb It Down is when I hit my peak
How the fuck so bitch? I’m only nineteen
Yeah, I got a whole lifе to go
But haters wanna step up and go blow for blow
But ain’t stuffin no bullshit up my nose
And all thе new kids probably think that this a new flow
That they can hop on the wave or go make it a trend
To tell all their parents or tell all their friends
That they the ones to bring Boom Bap back again
I’m like “hell nah this shits not happen”
Now we got these losers hopping on computers
Thinking that they gonna run up on you when they got them shooters
Man they favorite rapper is probably DS2 Future
Not even Lex Luger could ever stop the Superman manure
That I’m spewing out for humor
You can gobble up my rooster
Fucking anything and everything, I need to get neutered
I’m like Alice Cooper when I’m spilling out this poison
Tounge game KISS with her legs wide open
I know bitches mad I ain’t blowing out their back
I don’t care about a bitch who’s cheeked I already clapped
She was so anorexic that I didn’t wanna smash
And if I kept on going I probably would of split her in half
Could’ve played the xylophone off of her ribs
I could see through her body with no optic lens
Thinking about the bullshit she told her all friends
You can burn in hell over again and again
Sick of being called a Slim Shady wannabe
I’ll kill you while playing the fucking Marshall Mathers LP
Dont call my G-Eazy or even Lil Dicky
The names Trenton fucking Shaft the dude you wish you could be
I’m more unexpected than Drake getting booed off stages
On Howard Hughs I said I was gonna go M.I.A
But here I am again to fuck up your entire day
Under money trees, man I been up in shade
And I talk my shit so good, people think I’m dissing
But wait a minute that would imply that I wanna listen
Like I wanna spend my free time hearing garbage writtens
They say “Shaft, you and them, tell me what’s the difference?”
I’ve been dropping shit left and right I’m so consistent
And every time I come back I’m a little more viscous
Pissing on you ant hills claiming you competition
The only thing I battles lines in the composition
I’m on my Jay-Z vibes, that means don’t touch me
Hip-Hops version of Warner Brothers Buggs Bunny
Ticking time bomb, oh you think this shit is funny?
Look in your parents drawers then try calling me a junkie
If I am blowing up then I’m taking y’all down with me
Like I give a fuck about your crown or your city
Many men this and that man I feel like 50
And if you don’t believe me you can call up
[Willie Sees Green]
Shaft yo
Um, so I listened to the project
Front to back like
It’s good, there’s bars there
It’s like what the fuck are you talking about?
I can’t explain like
Somebody’s like “Yo what’s Shaft like?”
Fucking anorexic girls and Lex Luger getting neutered
You gotta chill dude