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crimeapple - more butter otw lyrics

[intro]
my demand today is to put on a newspaper
that y’all gonna give us money tomorrow
all by the ending of this week
we need $50k
ah
yeah_yeah
woah

[verse 1]
far as rap go, what we actually debating? (huh?)
almost a decade in, i’m a lotta peoples’ favorite
and dudes wanna yap when they raps be so basic (woah)
i’m stacking, laughing at ’em in a max b cadence
even a couple cats who nice got a issue with crime
keep my name in they mouth or put that sh_t in a rhyme (nope)
it’s like they oughta have a d_ck, but that’s what a v_g_n_ is
[?] to see what kinda vibe i give, sh_t is super sus
i’m just chalkin’ it up to they knew what’s up
don’t know what to do with son, i’m on an unruly run
best bеlieve, i recall whеn they wouldn’t ever check for me
1_16, my phone blew up like i’m lebanese (boom)
expertise under pressure, don’t deceive, i’m just clever
drastic measures, i got some ps i could measure (doma)
currently, it’s whatever, spent cheese on the leather (doma)
ended up on jet skis in belize with vanessa (ay_yi_yi)
more fish, more fruit, more p_ssy juice and cash
plus the ceiling on the whip all glass (ceiling on the whip all glass)
ceiling in the crib too high to change the lightbulb
i keep a bad b_tch with me, not that white stuff
[chorus]
more b_tter on the way, houston, philly, new york, l.a
more b_tter on the way, chi_town, detroit, colorado, san jose
more b_tter on the way, jersey, boston, raleigh, tampa bay
you might see me where you stay, and you know i hit a play on ya town for the day, hey

[verse 2]
how you doin’?
little vibes, [?], and blueberries on the cuban (bing bing bing bing)
my library of music undisputed
a rapper end up with a tooth missin’, wearing boots at the soup kitchen (woah)
i flew in lit, shawty with me, got her tubes twisted (woah)
coochie feel like it’s glue in it, i never could last two minutes (nah, i never could)
you outta sight, outta mind, i got new visions, benz white with the pine from [?] in it
chrome shoes, old news, humphrey bogart
faux blues, count money like an old [?] (brrt)
you got a lotta mouth and no heart
i authorize a transfer on a boat (yup), location remote (yup)
nowhere you could go on a globe where i can’t hit ya ass from afar like a postcard
post stories with ya bottom b_tch
buy sides for ya side b_tch, coleslaw and fry sh_t (side b_tch, coleslaw and fry sh_t)
if you relying on violence, don’t
give you more smoke than july 5th, silence
the vvs all vibrant (woo), july 4th
stockpile like july 3rd and buy more (buy more)
sh_t reverberating, f_ck up a good nights sleep, i just f_cked up a good white tee (d_mn)
you got it twisted like i’m what you could might be (nah, nah, nah, nah)
please, sheesh
[chorus]
more b_tter on the way, houston, philly, new york, l.a
more b_tter on the way, chi_town, detroit, colorado, san jose
more b_tter on the way, jersey, boston, raleigh, tampa bay
you might see me where you stay, and you know i hit a play on ya town for the day, hey

- crimeapple

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