Текст песни FRONT PAGE - ChromeDiaz

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I made ya
Fuck a bad bitch from Asia
Fuck with me and I Front Page ya

Fuck with me and I Front Page ya
Tyler, but I'm the creator I made ya
Euro right up in the lane and I lay ya
I think I seen this before like Deja Vu

She want the wood like a lumberjack
Booty got recoil call that shit bumper back
You don't affect me no you're not a setback
Run in the lane then I stop and I stepback, ooh
Your nose grow, like Pinocchio
You'll stop capping in a chokehold
You waste time calling po-po
I just spazz out and go loco

Ima tell you a lil thing tho
You don't know me you don't know nothing bout my lingo
Otoringogalingo
Choppa make him sing-o
5 rhymes put 'em in a row like Bingo
Fight, nigga I'm handing out fades
You don't wanna scrap a nigga that got 2 braids
All y'all niggas followin' while I lead the parade
Album after album they gon blow up like grenades
Up in the crib got 2 different maids
Watch how you talk put you on the front page
Magic, you just got a 3 of spades
Tragic, you got hit with 3 blades
Like Wolverine, I'm wild
I've been different ever since I was a tiny little child
Whole fight been over since I went and smiled
Comfy and drippy yeah that's my type style
Stomping you glued to the ground like a tile
Runnin the rap game I ran me a mile
Start of the race I'll be here for a while
You don't get me shawty you get the trial
Boom, I'm in my young days
Making raps in my room
My raps are eternal but I ain't talkin' Doom
Niggas they be snakes in a fuckin costume
How you want smoke but you can't bare fume
I Make her back it up just like a clot
I get all up on her back IcyHot
Diamonds too icy and I can flow hot
I could go on for ages talm bout what I got

Fuck with me and I Front Page ya
Tyler, but I'm the creator I made ya
Euro right up in the lane and I lay ya
I think I seen this before like Deja Vu

Drop 1 album, that's The Rise, gimme luck
Drop another album that's Golden Deluxe
7up Collection, In Flight
Now I drop some more shit and
I'm counting up the bucks
Cha Ching
Lyrical teenagers I'm the new king
Producers still hitting me up, ring ring
Nigga you got knocked the fuck out, ding ding
Got a little baddy and she look fine
Got a few bands in my safe and I took 9
Had to get romantic, no henny, so I took wine
That shit went hard on the beat like sinker, hookline
CD elite I'm a beast
Got a song called The West even though I'm from the east
I know who stayed real y'all invited to the feast
Bars in my rap leave a nigga deceased
I'll lyrically get an entire kill
I'm in the lab making some fire meals
You ain't getting nowhere need a tire fill
Money taller than Yao Ming on high heels

Fuck with me and I Front Page ya
Tyler, but I'm the creator I made ya
Euro right up in the lane and I lay ya
I think I seen this before like Deja Vu