Wayne On ’Em
[Intro: RocSmoov]
Yeah
Bout to go Wayne on them
Let's do it. What up You-C
[Verse 1: RocSmoov:]
Uh, from Blue Island down to Hollygrove
I blow a O, cross your ho, now she your X, tic-tac-toe
I flipped the switch like Hitch, her hand cocked on
Lock on, n***a I mastered this, and my raps are hazardous
Duke nuke them, tell me who can out shoot them
I'm Django, with four more main hoes, haters higher than Maino, wait
For Heaven sakes, the dino thunder clean your slate, bake
I'm frying n***as think they stepping to the plate, late
Registrate, let that marinate, great stake
I raise the stakes to raise on my estate, Chase Bank
Shots, vodka. Blocka, chief rocker or shot blocker
The Glock shot them, it stopped his shot clock, but
I didn't pop the Glock, I, rather pop the top
And, I didn't stop the shot, it's more like I spot the shot
The cypher rocked ya top and Rocky rocked the spot, yes indeed
The best of me is Halloween, damn rest in peace Apollo creed
[Verse 2: You-C]
Middle finger with my index pointed
At the rapper in the middle, Malcolm, blessings as I become anointed
Never little but my exes might try to convince you
Vices of the world, diamonds and pearls, plus deadly missiles
Rocket launchers being blasted from the New World Order
Might just fuck your daughter in the mouth with her abdomen slaughter
That's an abortion for your non-third eye thinking
Bastards of the baby making bitches with your pussy piercings
They told me go Wayne on em
With the spirit of a Holocaust survivor, for my n***as I'm a rider
Destiny's Child, Michelle Williams, Kelly Rowland. Picture me rolling
Like that bald headed figure that's cremated but still linger-
Ing, sin, win, gin, spin, rims, tweaking, Vic Minsin, Chancellor Bennett
Hey ma or Arnold, flow hot, but rhyme cold, oxymoron
Jordon, Tyson, and Mr. Carter
Yeager
[Verse 3: RocSmoov]
Yeah, do it for the Vine
Revolve em with the 6, so flip it, do it for the 9
McCaully with the kitchen, stick em do, it for the crime
Could never figure this, my n***a do it for the slime, yeah!
New Vegas on the rise, this ain't Sparta
And they claim they flipping stoves, getting hoes, n***a know you still be blowing up my phone, my mixtape harder
Fuck you mean my last name Waters, I blast brains slaughter
This intellectual genocide
Complex mental grind, no contesting me, finish line
Wait, kicks like Lu Kang
In stride, I get mine, I think I'm Usain
Gold medals, 4 bezels, think I'm 2 Chainz
Four Rellos, O's, wait, I'm broke, y'all insane
You know I got dreams
But the difference is I'm in it to achieve
Got the essence of the leaves and the blessings of the being
No man higher
I radiate, n***a crazy 8, and when I aviate, I shade the greats there's... no man flyer
Put you on a poster, post up poser, pros for cons emoticons
You sad face, disgrace, you mad basic face it
2 faced, you burnt out, learn routes
You gotta give to receive
Wack n***as raps jokes, n***as tickling me
Future leaders: Cado, Mike, Demi, Bickham, and me
Mojo, Shaz, SFB, FRG
N***a, Camo Gang too, all them, shout out, what's up
[Outro: You-C]
YEAGER!
Shaz Krew, Flawless Leauge, we in here
Suburban n***as
Yeah
Bout to go Wayne on them
Let's do it. What up You-C
[Verse 1: RocSmoov:]
Uh, from Blue Island down to Hollygrove
I blow a O, cross your ho, now she your X, tic-tac-toe
I flipped the switch like Hitch, her hand cocked on
Lock on, n***a I mastered this, and my raps are hazardous
Duke nuke them, tell me who can out shoot them
I'm Django, with four more main hoes, haters higher than Maino, wait
For Heaven sakes, the dino thunder clean your slate, bake
I'm frying n***as think they stepping to the plate, late
Registrate, let that marinate, great stake
I raise the stakes to raise on my estate, Chase Bank
Shots, vodka. Blocka, chief rocker or shot blocker
The Glock shot them, it stopped his shot clock, but
I didn't pop the Glock, I, rather pop the top
And, I didn't stop the shot, it's more like I spot the shot
The cypher rocked ya top and Rocky rocked the spot, yes indeed
The best of me is Halloween, damn rest in peace Apollo creed
[Verse 2: You-C]
Middle finger with my index pointed
At the rapper in the middle, Malcolm, blessings as I become anointed
Never little but my exes might try to convince you
Vices of the world, diamonds and pearls, plus deadly missiles
Rocket launchers being blasted from the New World Order
Might just fuck your daughter in the mouth with her abdomen slaughter
That's an abortion for your non-third eye thinking
Bastards of the baby making bitches with your pussy piercings
They told me go Wayne on em
With the spirit of a Holocaust survivor, for my n***as I'm a rider
Destiny's Child, Michelle Williams, Kelly Rowland. Picture me rolling
Like that bald headed figure that's cremated but still linger-
Ing, sin, win, gin, spin, rims, tweaking, Vic Minsin, Chancellor Bennett
Hey ma or Arnold, flow hot, but rhyme cold, oxymoron
Jordon, Tyson, and Mr. Carter
Yeager
[Verse 3: RocSmoov]
Yeah, do it for the Vine
Revolve em with the 6, so flip it, do it for the 9
McCaully with the kitchen, stick em do, it for the crime
Could never figure this, my n***a do it for the slime, yeah!
New Vegas on the rise, this ain't Sparta
And they claim they flipping stoves, getting hoes, n***a know you still be blowing up my phone, my mixtape harder
Fuck you mean my last name Waters, I blast brains slaughter
This intellectual genocide
Complex mental grind, no contesting me, finish line
Wait, kicks like Lu Kang
In stride, I get mine, I think I'm Usain
Gold medals, 4 bezels, think I'm 2 Chainz
Four Rellos, O's, wait, I'm broke, y'all insane
You know I got dreams
But the difference is I'm in it to achieve
Got the essence of the leaves and the blessings of the being
No man higher
I radiate, n***a crazy 8, and when I aviate, I shade the greats there's... no man flyer
Put you on a poster, post up poser, pros for cons emoticons
You sad face, disgrace, you mad basic face it
2 faced, you burnt out, learn routes
You gotta give to receive
Wack n***as raps jokes, n***as tickling me
Future leaders: Cado, Mike, Demi, Bickham, and me
Mojo, Shaz, SFB, FRG
N***a, Camo Gang too, all them, shout out, what's up
[Outro: You-C]
YEAGER!
Shaz Krew, Flawless Leauge, we in here
Suburban n***as