Can You Rap Like Me, Pt. 2 (feat. Chris King)

P. Soul on the track

I love Trippie Redd

Yeah, big blunts, I like to roast up

Pussy get no love and no luck, I don't fuckin' know ya

Chillin' with the gang, I like to post up

Get up off the block if I don't know you

You dealin' with some soldiers that ride with the motherfuckin' pole, bruh

I ride with the motherfuckin' pole, bruh

I rise with the motherfuckin' pole, bruh

And you know a motherfucker pop a sealy, pop a pilly

Pop a nigga head like Amoxicillin

I'm a villain, really don't show no pity

I'm high saditty to these bitches

Bitch, she hot and juicy, I'm hot and gritty

How you hot and shitty? Wait

'Cause shit hot, but you know your shit not

My shit make the whole city rock

And Diddy bop, I spit it off the titty-top

And if you don't like it, then fuck nigga, eat a itty-bitty cock

Eeny-meeny-miney-moe, catch a thottie by her toe

If I let her go, then I'll prolly fuck another ho (Snotty Nose Mafia, bitch)

I stack the paper like a binder, she slimy, she not a rider

A nigga got bars, who's your service provider?

Still searching for a lighter, too many that sound just like us

We get rewarded for the likeness, get too many plaques like gingivitis

Got the touch like King Midas, I eat the beat, I get the 'itis

Create-a-player, I ball, it's like I turned up all the sliders

Okay, pop a sealy like amoxicillin

When I pop the trigger, drop a nigga

Then he shook his body like a macarena

Mop a stranger, he was starin' straight, catchin' improper angles

God can't save you, slap my bitch from the back, call it Palm's Angels

I bet when a nigga hop up, bitches, they'll be all angry

I told Trippie three years ago that this game was ours, nigga

Bathing Ape face mask like these rappers got SARS, nigga

I be in the background, you can see that I'm a star, nigga

I got where I am being exactly who I are, nigga

You ain't protected at the garage, out your car, nigga

I'm the bomb just like a warhead, go to war just like a jar-head

Give this dog a bone and think I wasn't gon' catch it like that shit was farfetched

Young nigga, stayin' on point just like a bayonet

We rollin' top down, bummin' on the main street, then I sprayed the 'Vette

Just a young nigga but I been doin' it for so long they gotta praise the vet

For my niggas on lockdown, and the crimies that really plead the fifth

Pourin' lean inside the booth, yeah, I am multitasking, make multi-millions

M-16 and blow up your blow-up mattress, you know what's brackin'