[Verse 1: Kaelar]
Like the 2020’s, bitch, I’m on one
Call me Lil Turtle, ‘cuz I’m winning in the long run
Smoke me little herbal, now I’m flying up, I’m gone son
Could take a million hits and still keep going, Shelly Johnson
Uhh, on a win streak
In the mirror, see a giant, just like Twin Peaks
I know I look more like a dwarf between these big G’s
But it ain’t all about the Bill, ain’t no Lewinsky, Monica
Heard this instrumental, thought about Buck and I called him up
I said: let’s get to writing our ticket to the dollar club
I can see me walking in, all confident, my collar puffed
Just to realize that there ain’t nothing in my wallet, bruh
(huh) it’s a solid bluff, flexing all my rolled joints
My bike got somе wheels, so I present it like a Rolls Roycе
Spirit of Ecstasy, got me flying through the vo-void
Imma need some earmuffs, som’n to block off the no-oise
[Chorus: Kaelar]
When I shoot my shot, but it fucking misses
I need some target practice, to raise above the average
But that’s about where I shoot, ‘cuz I ain’t gone to classes
Got an exam tomorrow, but fuck it, I belong in rapping
Bro, get the bong, I’m snapping, this my stage, get all dramatic
Young-L.I.N.G. up in the lab, I guess I’m balling backwards
I know all these joints impair my vision, but I call ‘em glasses
Learned to use my voice like it’s a gun, it’s semi-automatic (shoot my shot)
[Verse 2: Buck]
Walked up from hell with a bong and a bitch
Needed to kill something, I’ve been longing for this
Everybody talking, should be calling it quits
The more you hate me, the stronger I get
‘cuz I’m God’s Brother, motherfucker
With me, it’s all or nothing
Either you praise me or you die, to be long forgotten
Everybody acting nice, but their thoughts are rotten
I can see through their disguise, I know what they plottin
I know everybody’s thoughts, I’m a psychic
I’m the reason for the awful ones, do you like em?
God created peaceful bitches, I created Vikings
Think a little, who you think really inspired ISIS?
I inspire killing, in the silence, I’m the dying wish
I’m the voice that tells you to jump off, off of the highest cliff
I’m the voice that gets into your head and makes you fucking sick
Makes you wanna spray an Uzi, empty the whole fucking clip, bitch
[Chorus: Kaelar]
When I shoot my shot, but it fucking misses
I need some target practice, to raise above the average
But that’s about where I shoot, ‘cuz I ain’t gone to classes
Got an exam tomorrow, but fuck it, I belong in rapping
Bro, get the bong, I’m snapping, this my stage, get all dramatic
Young-L.I.N.G. up in the lab, I guess I’m balling backwards
I know all these joints impair my vision, but I call ‘em glasses
Learned to use my voice like it’s a gun, it’s semi-automatic (shoot my shot)
[Verse 3: Kaelar]
I got Young Satan to supply the flow
Young God makes you disappear, like he was Dynamo
My mind like “exam tomorrow?”, I guess that it’s time to blow
Take a hit, shoot your shot, all you’ll be is fine bro
Exam is just a side note, focus on the mic, bro
Don’t you wanna earn some bucks and one day sell a vinyl?
First you gotta earn they trust before they gon’ supply, bro
If you wanna hit your target, better take you time
[Chorus: Kaelar]
When I shoot my shot, but it fucking misses
I need some target practice, to raise above the average
But that’s about where I shoot, ‘cuz I ain’t gone to classes
Got an exam tomorrow, but fuck it, I belong in rapping
Bro, get the bong, I’m snapping, this my stage, get all dramatic
Young-L.I.N.G. up in the lab, I guess I’m balling backwards
I know all these joints impair my vision, but I call ‘em glasses
Learned to use my voice like it’s a gun, it’s semi-automatic (shoot my shot)
