Above the Rim - Jae Millz

I’m coming for whoever is poppin'

And I’m feeling like cow wax

And I’m in my crib with my push-ups and my sit up shit

Lost 30 pounds now I’m back with some filling shit

Murder was the case on MP

I', ma kill this shit

Everybody is on competition

If you rap, you’re getting it

You think that the haters are like little boys with stomach

I’m feeling downy

Slick mouth with a slicking closet

No guilt just some quicks and a bunch of flashing

No one learns

Kiss my day when I ride with you

Cause when this humming bird

Niggas will be the ones who fly

I heard a nigga saying

I’m done, get off my dick

There’s no room, I'm already fucking your wife inside

Give my money and I’m gone

I’m master full of strength

I ain’t asking what I don’t want

Kill the motherfucking Pete like in the casquette of the lounge

Chicking them rappers it’s like

I’m eating a basket of corn

Dress me as your Majesty

I sleep good cause I know that it ain’t no one as bad as me

Deep, deep girl, in your mouth like a cavity

Rappers want a battery

Tragedy, why at my casualties?

I’m actually a man like a masterpiece

Superman swallowing kids like'

Up down all my'

Were raised by losers

I was raised by the movies

And I’m not talking furniture, nigga

I’m talking snowflakes

Keep a theme with me to test how a dope is

Poking this game in this bitch

Then you supply 50

Third wing on my chick back

I’m a bullshit

Don’t be stupid, get a grip up early

But I’ll do you like a birdy, motherfucker

Is that above the rim right here?

1990+ shit

Dididididi da ri da

Didididi da ri da

Up down, nigga

And wild nigga

Shut the whole up town