Lyrics Flow Exercise (Geeb Tape 5 Promo) - twogeebs

Niggas swear that they god body
And rapping like Roc Marci
Your flow is late
That shit is choppy and mad tardy
I lie hardly
Dumb bitches can't outsmart me
I don't party
I just make music and drink coffee

My flow is nice
It's so polite it got a Nobel prize
You niggas waiting outside of clubs where you get no invite
You simp niggas
Talk on tha gram like you a pimp nigga
That shit is funny to me
Yellow trim on tha dunks look like Sunny Tha D
Smoke a Geeb then get something to eat
Nigga my brunch is complete
Deep in thought when I write I be sunk in tha seat

But I pop right up
In tha studio like Titus
Got em scared at work like you on ya third write up
Niggas don't like us
And that's fine cuz we em hate em
Ain't no love lost
Bitch love cost
And you can't pay tha price
You couldn't last an hour in spots that I don't stayed tha night
Had beef,saw niggas pulled guns and now I pray for fights
Shit is getting too outta hand
I mean tha knives he pulled two out his hands
That's a slice and sprite just for you and ya man's
Be easy
Just fall tha fuck back
That pspsps ain't me calling no cat
Shakim got a silencer, should be calling for that

Zilla F Baby
Just tha mess that this world made me
It's all gravy
Like biscuits from old ladies
Yall niggas corny and dressing like old navy
I'm so wavy, bitch I'm watched by tha whole navy
Don't test me
Ball on you niggas with no espy
Bumping Lion Link in Casinos I'm Joe Pesci
After that bumping Kobe & Dizzy Avon and Stringer
I'm still tryna fuck me a singer
Somebody tell Jorja Smith I been stuck on tha ringer
I'll get through one day
Niggas tell lies but only truth is what tha gun spray
All praise to Yah I don't do church on Sundays
Fuck a pagan symbol
That's it I done made it simple
Wink at ya bitch and she made a dimple
Now she blowing like right before you play ninetendo
Geeb Tape 5 but this ain't pretend yo
Zilla