Текст песни The Warmup (feat. Bryce Green) - 81maantra

Yo
Let me vent for a luh bit
Turn this shit inside out
Pull up to ya hide out bringing Hyde out cmon you ain't gotta lie now
Can't desert the cake
Put icing on it it was worth the wait
Yeah I sing on it like its karaoke
We acquire shit now baby carry yo key
Me and my dawgs tryna get up out the Kennal
Niggas stuntin in the rental acting like we own it
Alien mustard up the strength to shit on rappers
Grey Poupon it
Taste my vomit
Hard to stomach
They ain't really fuckin wit you y'all platonic
Soo many rings mfka I'm Sonic
Tone it down melatonin
This my meta meta muthafuckin morphosis
Your at risk gonna be more carcasses than a drive in
Better hang it up when a Nigga dial in please hold
Soul never sold
Coming for gold
She got that cream
That's a la mode
You can tell I'm real by looking in my eyes
Equipped with the shield thank God we alive

Maruchan and cold showers made me humble
If I could go back there's nothing I'd undo
I never feel ashamed
Bout where I came from oh no
But I got a taste of champagne on the plane drippin Balmain
Now I want it all

A nigga done went Supreme they can't afford'em
I got the chops like guillotine
I know Jesus black was baptized in Jordan
Machiavellianism I see yo strings
Now cut it
Give me that chain run it
This a fuckin track meet
Cross the line and get the metal like athlete
Caught slacking got drive you aint even got the back seat
Out here spending all my money like the prodigal
Made it out the hood I was proud to go
Duck when We see a nigga riding slow
No Job? At least you went to college though
Man all these niggas need a master
No cap
Like a fuckin dropout
Tryna photobomb pictures getting cropped out
Club paying me 100K just to popout
Talk shit I'm rich regardless
Poor shits rolling in Porsches
Leaving the bank Yah Bitch
Gross make a mf nauseous
Ma this for you and the family
Till we sippin SAKE straight out grammy
RIP Pops and Granny
I work for mine there aint nothing you can hand me on

Maruchan and cold showers made me humble
If I could go back there's nothing I'd undo
I never feel ashamed
Bout where I came from oh no
But I got a taste of champagne on the plane drippin Balmain
Now I want it all