Big Ant Dog
Writing A Project*
Yeah this shit I'm not gonna adore
I'm like thor with the lighting
Made him ran like he's runnin' into a nearby store
I'm just gonna crack some shit like some floorboards
Don't start on me when I was bored
If they try me ima make them floored
Why they runnin' around as if they scored
Why am I fuckin' pretending I'm lit as if I'm toured
I'm a play too much as if I'm balled
Trap money phones are what the fuck I called
I'm too bald with shit I have so much technique
The shit's too watery I think it leaked
Stupid shit I need to talk about needs to be preached
Now you havе short arms now you need to be reached
I ran into problеms I need therapy
Crack bones swear they sound like celery
I faced problems I swear that was the hell of me
Swear I hear shit they sound like jealousy
Tryna cure the problems I swear it's the remedy
When I drop that shit I swear I run into a felony
I was tryna sellin' me for loads of shit
Tryna be the dude who tryna makes hits and me
Shout out to the ones who did bits for me
Open the media up it's like the tits for me
NB you talkin' all that stuff I swear it's literally
3:33 I swear that's the devil in me
I might change my name to Lucier
She wants me all the juice in her
I swear y'all be too walky-talky that's why
I'm the producer now
Y'all heart too stone I swear I'm Medusa now
Tryna make my throne like it's my zone
That's why I'm always in my leave-me-alone shit
I'm not stuck but I'm not always in my home shit