Nobody Nose

Uh, Let it run
You drop a track, then it crashes and burns
They say they work, the majority don’t
Talk to Yung Schnooty, how much cash have you earned
No work in yet so nobody knows
You keep dropping tracks but they crash and burning
You sleep, and slack while Yung Schnooty’s working
If I ever lose my drive call a taxi for me
I keep stuffing up these bitches fucking taxidermy
Eating off a gimmick and your act is corny
I don’t listen to your raps because the trash annoys me
White boy cooking up something, Albuquerque
If you looking for me, you knew I’m in Jersey
Dial my line 609
Am I high? all the time
Garden state of mind
You don’t even blaze a dimе
Don’t be surprised when thеy say that I’m way off
Its always been my aim to make pop
You drop a track, then it crashes and burns
They say they work, the majority don’t
Talk to Yung Schnooty, how much cash have you earned
No work in yet so nobody knows
Taking shots out the taurus, yeah, you heard the bull lit
Shots at the Taurus, yeah, you get your throat slit
Rolls switch, finally got her name on a bullet
Hold your 6 head in the bowl bitch, bull shit, bulbous
Occultic Yung Schnooty
A G initially
They ain't have to initiate me in no gang
I just had to be me
I got 'Why's like Jadakiss
You told Nas "nah, you ain't influenced"
Like "naaahhh I ain't fluenced"
Stupid ass music you making don’t produce nothing but mucus
That's just how it goes, when I’m gonna do it
And I’m gonna run right through it
Need a kleenex for my dirty ex

Uh, Let it run