Lyrics Inspired by Don Trip - Boss Wood

Im in this bitch like a brand new fetus flip flops the only thing I seen defeat in
I ain't checkin for no other rapper less its in my pay pal to pay for features
Fuck yo status and yo achievements how u living make me believe it
Hit that booth and rap everything that u got on paper like u ain't need it
Im gone hit it where u cant retrieve it make em skip yo verse like nigga ya its descent
But who that is on the second part boy that nigga sliding like Derrick Jeter
Ima step dad and ya i feed em they like Jordan's so ya I need em
And u gone pay for every pair I purchase if I punch yo clock or I'm gone punch yo teeth in
I'm gone snap for no apparent reason like dat crazy girlfriend that swear u cheating
I don't care where the money com from as long as u can meet that agreement
I talk to angel and dance wit demons did my homework and tested the teachers
Hit my manger wit the Arnold Schwarzenegger two week notice hasta la vista
I work for me i am the job sun light or moon lite you can get robbed
You better off carving out a grave running toward it yelling cannon ball
I might be short but I'm standing tall thats below the waist rite above the balls
In that pussy like Chris Kriggle thats how a street nigga deck the halls
I'm too clean to get mess involved so i left a bomb ova where u parked
Hit that switch like dough did da 64 and turn yo ass into a fresh kabob
Who i see extra dark i am a nut thats a hexagon ah day do a dam bella
Im the doll that laid next to Charles
Im that friend thats gone ride for his dog and put to sleep whoever next to bark
Who need fame i took a selfie wit a chick the caption said next to God
Confirmation where i stand in this world in clearly not next to y'all
I'm from the south but ironically my career got me headed north
I leave the house handsome corpse
Thats fresh to death for who lack the smarts
We see bullshit a mile away
Don't ask for beef and get the horns
Chase da checks and the coins
I don came from nothin and I cant rejoin
In the field like a rouge solider
I got mo arms than Jason Bourne
Don trip been my favorite rapper since he wrote the song letter to my son
So paying homage is the only way that i can show the nigga he a big influence
I never met him but I pray to do it get a mic check and then I play the music
Fuck rehearsing u only get to see the body once that get up out my room shit
Me and nina hopping broomsticks documented when I gotta prove shit
You cant hear me I got the license to knock the cotton ball off a q tip while u using it
You don't want to war wit me like them Yungeens told you
Fuck you niggas thought it was u either step or we stepping ova u R.I.P.