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officiallilmemer - outta your lane كلمات الأغنية

intro (lil memer):
lil memer, yeah

verse 1 (lil memer):
man, i got bars like em (i do)
made an impact, made a dent (yeah)
you gringos all with you fam
my fam livin’ ina tent (cuh, cuh, cuh)
and yet we still payin’ rent
playin’ eminem, 50 cent
when i pop off then y’all done, bang bang, pity, no force, no porsche, you need the consent
(bow!) man i’m k!llin’ the beat
you’re not slim shady, so please take a seat (yeah)
poppin’ when i practice
people don’t pity about your pen and pad, petty peeps, ‘cause it only “ayе’s” and “yeah’s”
boy you don’t know me
if you can rap, then please show me
you let the kid with asthma spit quicker than all you rappers? (huh?) sheesh!
mumble rap has no gain
get the f_ck outta this game
mumble mama michael memin’ what a memer_ man i hate mumble rap, shame!
future, migos, don’t you see though
ayo, teo you’re the ones to blame (grra)
don’t you dare go outta your lane (frack)
mothaf_ckin’ slapback
look at me with all this sh_t
can’t you see i’m a god at this
d_mn, we need to bop that b_tch
triplin’ the doubles, with a bubbly bubble, and i drop it down to shovel wubble, f_ck her while we cuddle
triplin’ the doubles, with a bubbly bubble, and i drop it down to shovel wubble, f_ck her while we cuddle
‘bouta blow that b_tch up soon (boom)
smash yo chick in a different room (cuh, cuh)
or i’ma howl like i’m lookin’ at the moon (hoo)
i’m f_cking sick of the autotune (yeah, yeah)
“yeah, i got b_tches, i got money, i got racks
i don’t give a f_ck if i don’t know how to rap
don’t give f_ck, i don’t give a ‘fack’
you know what it do, that b_tch is really bad”
“that b_tch is really bad?” (yeah, yeah)
well, it’s me you’re testing (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m finessin’, now i pass the mic to dpresin! (hey, hey)

interlude (dpresin):
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, hold up, hold up
what if i like mumble rap?
aye!

verse 2 (dpresin):
ayo, i’ma stay in my own lane (aye)
i’m just tryna get paid (huh)
i never let these distractions get in my way (yuh)
i gotta keep my mind focused and behave (aye)
i’m tired of this simple world, take the sh_t everyday (aye)
wake up in the mornin’ so i’m dead this mornin’ (yuh)
it’s the time of the dead (huh)
i know when i reach the top all the hoes gonna gimme head (what?)
but i’m good, i just want a check (yuh)
you know i love to flex (huh, wuh)
i am the best and i’ll say it with my chest (uh, uh, aye)
i don’t gotta tell you for you know i’m up next (huh)
i’m steppin’ on my girl (yuh, uh)
she’s mexican and it’s pain and this b_tch: i give a nude (yuh)
but i always wanna tell her “i just can’t” (aye)
i don’t really give two f_cks (aye, huh, yuh, aye)
too many friends, everyone i kick it with i consider can (huh)
got a .40 on my lap and a drake in the backseat (what? huh, aye)
from the ghetto we be posted from the back streets (yuh)
police wanna know names: better not ask me (no, no)
i’ve been hustlin’ too much, to wearing’ clothes from last week (yuh)
on the road doing 100, other fools can’t pass me (wow)
drip head to toe, got me feelin’ so classy (huh)
all these jewels on my neck got me lookin’ so flashy, huh?

outro (dpresin & lil memer):
huh? yuh, aye! dpresin, out
this sh_t’s fire as f_ck, f_ck this sh_t

- officiallilmemer

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