No Evidence - SpaceGhostPurrp

Feel what I’m talking 'bout

Keep up with my mind

Keep up with my mind (4x)

It’s the mack daddy, mister player, coming through with three

Raider player niggas that be putting on my team

Slim Jim baby I’m a skinny nigga too

Jim is the, lifting cash is the weight too

Tunnel after tunnel walking finding destiny

I’m a child with the mild, spicy recipe

Back in '98 had the gold frame most hated

Elementary school to me was a joke

Provoked, something to influence by the ring leader

Make her run with my back like

Derek Jeter

Reaper black hoody looking like a fly creeper

Mystical bass vibrating like a beeper

Off in your ear don’t fear baby here

Put your hand in my hand, and get up out of here

I’m weird, it ain’t hard to see yeah I know it

My mind is hella freak and I ain’t scared to show it

politician you would never ever get in

Faggot ass Hypebeast will never ever fit in

Get it, how you fucking live like a rebel

Power over basic minds, you just a pebble

Travel, turned up perfect with the bass

Listen to the weight it blows right through your face

Win, now I shall begin

Start a raging storm with the Phonk from within

Again and again, this is how we do it

Not Montell Jordan

, Money Jordan Luther stupid

I do this, for my Raider niggas who’ve been through it

Fucking with these bitches, stay away from the cutest

Who this calling on my phone?

Miss Jones

A sassy college teacher that I met to bone

I’m grown, fuck a friend I’d rather be alone

I’m better off having an orgy waking up with shows

One last verse and I won’t try to curse

Let me maintain my brain fuck it I just got worse

I need to be deep just because I am a

Walking rapping drugged poisonous

I’m like diner when I be all up in her stomach

The lyrical disease made you bleed then vomit

Atomic bass zooming in like Sonic

Up in Seattle, too phonkey like chronic

Bang bang bang, pop pop,

I’m all about decession and profession, fuck a cop

I’m not a fake thug cause they be lollipops

still get fucked while they make their cherry pop

Stop the bullshit, faking up the Phonk

Gorillas in my city, they be stinking in the trunk

Drunk, off Hennessy is a

Living life to the fullest, you will die before you blink

Throw it out the window, no evidence

It’s all about knowledge body counting dead presidents (4x)