Young Slim (feat. Rija Ratsimihah)

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Just cuz you can rhyme don't mean you can rap
You'll never hear me say grab the strap
Cuz I don't mess with fake guns hoe
Namedrop me cuz, you don't want smoke
You don't want smoke, I'll say it again
You rap off your mind, live in a trash bin
Hitting the stu, the lights getting dim
Rapping bout dunking, you ain't touching rim
Call me Young Slim, I'm a speed rapper too
Fight on the mic, I know you gon' lose
This ain't a battle, this war here's the news
Philly just called, he won't take a truce
You know what that means, wolverine on the loose
I don't like him, put his head in a noose
You think you the best, but can't rap to the blues
You run up on me, big mistake silly goose
Lil P going up, throw hands and you duck
Nah, my time is up? and I'm outta luck?
This still my time, stay on my grind
Can't have my girl, told ya she mine
Man get in line, throwing up signs
You doing lines, and getting fined
Red and green lights, fade through the night
Talk hind my back, just outta spite
Can't catch my vibe, hit from behind
Get in my head, mastered my mind
Watching me blow, switching my flow
Namedrop me foe, you don't want smoke
You talking bout chains but can't show me ya gains
And you popping em perkies ain't healing ya pain
No Lavar Ball but I'll stay in my lane
Talking my shit, I won't ever be tamed
That’s my nigga Young Slim, ya feel
Call me Young Simba, the king is back baby
Not gonna advertise my own album on this song
Because that’s doushbaggy, but let’s get it
Bitch I'm in again (Ya ya)
Bitch I'm in again (Ya ya)
Bitch I'm in again (Ya)
Y'all niggas desperate, bitch I’m in again
F*ck a delicate, f*ck a cap and gown
F*ck a graduate, I am delicate
F*ck opinions, man f*ck opinions
Young Rija back again (Aye)
Tell em I'm not your friend (Yuh)
F*ck you I'm not your friend (Yuh)
Tell em I'm not your friend (BITCH)
Screaming on a mic, on my EDM
I will be the best, bitch I know it’s true
Call me CBS, bitch I am the news
Pull up with the glock, must be drinking booze
Bleeding on tracks til it’s backwards
Shoutout to my nigga BKWDS
I’m not the best rapper ever, but I’ll be up there
Man no effort (Yuh)
Back up on my shit, fucking with the clique
Fucking with the niggas, that’ll get you hit
Fucking on your bitch, she might suck my dick
Pull up with the stick, that’ll get you killed bitch
It’s a homicide
Leave a nigga hurt, like his momma died
Bitches blow me off, like a dandelion
Bitch I’m on my shit, I ain’t never lying, I ain't never lying
Flowing on tracks, riding my wave
Bitches want me, because I’m insane
Insane the mental, niggas is mental
Thinking that I'll become sentimental
F*ck your sentiments, f*ck your element
F*ck your settlements, f*ck your settlement (Woah)
Niggas delicate (Woah)
Wanna kill the kid yeah
F*CK, SHIT
Just cuz you can rhyme don't mean you can rap
You'll never hear me say grab the strap
Cuz I don't mess with fake guns hoe
Namedrop me cuz, you don't want smoke
You don't want smoke, I'll say it again
You rap off your mind, live in a trash bin
Hitting the stu, the lights getting dim
Rapping bout dunking, you ain't touching rim
Call me Young Slim, I'm a speed rapper too
Fight on the mic, I know you gon' lose
This ain't a battle, this war here's the news
Philly just called, he won't take a truce

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