Letra Its like Chris Miles

Its like

(Verse)
Man these rappers suck, call em in recall
Man I’m too ill, where the hell is that antidote?
You an insect, I’m an animal, they stickin to me like a tanko
I’m back in here that’s rich mine
I’m so high, that fumble bar, that candle flow I got it
Anybody who’s stepping to me psychotic
It got me super here on this bitch,
You more of a sucky guy
Kick rappers like G fuck kick your feet up
If you are with me, I’m so fly, I’m saying
I ain’t even talking with them, lyrical slaughter
I be down the web, shouts out to Peter Parker
I go hard, you cannot stop this nigga that pan it on my list
I’m a pilot in the cockpit and about destruct it more with rhyming
I go hard like P snacks to children
You ain’t a beast I can promise
And I’m a god you ain’t nothing
See that’s the end of discussion, you tell me that I’m blind
I’ll be on, I’ll be on my mix bustin

(Hook)
See I’m in it to win it, I’m passin gimmicks US Daily
I got that motivation boy, that be one season that’s crazy
Now you been hating me cause I been getting steadily famous
You know that time is around baby, you still stuck in the basement
It’s like, it’s like, it’s like, it’s like

(Verse)
I came back with a chainsaw, you better take it back or feel pain bruh
I be getting flanged that napalm yea I go bananas that King Kong
My ringtone is my old shit, they runnin away then gone
Guess this is who I be, no hundred end
All we do is win, they forfeit I go HAM
You go pass over, shoot for the sun like a past soldier
Now we track to the rap overs
Automatically murderin to the record
Probly the most rappers mind so pick a dagger
Hit him with the bass and you lacking the sign of the rapping
Back it in, I ain’t giving up, and the lyrical pinnacle better show me love
Kinda beast with the silables, yea I’m going nuts
Give it 100% you know growing up in this rap game is that t3
Got so many boys who tryina free me
I wish a hater would that tippy
And I eat the beat so off easily
I be a beast, I’m unstoppable
You beating me, that’s illogical
Geronimo on these rappers, yeah I go so psychological
So dope it’s a Romeo, with the caption screens and I’m rollin up
At the south pole flow cause I’m cold as what
And now we got the single family this is so corrupt
I say hey, hey, hey,
Y’all ain’t steppin to me that could clip on all these rappers wannabe
Y’all ain’t even Chicken Little

(Hook)
See I’m in it to win it, I’m passin gimmicks US Daily
I got that motivation boy, that be one season that’s crazy
Now you been hating me cause I been getting steadily famous
You know that time is around baby, you still stuck in the basement
It’s like, it’s like, it’s like, it’s like