[Tag]
Beautiful as always, Mags
[Verse 1]
Leave the kid be, don't make me angry
Enraged, filled with hate, you a fake and a pansy
Already great and ain't all that I can be
To me, I ain't sh** but to you I'm a Grammy
If war winds are blowing, I'll bring out the family
Double-0 squad got the gods and they're goin'
Break out the Trans-Am before you reloaded
My beam sword is burning my foes, looking hopeless
Got all these b**hes up on me they 2D
They frequent my avi, don't act like you knew me
Little for coolie but high yes I truly
Don't know which way's up, please don't confuse me
If she act up then that's right where she lose me
I don't give a f** it's your loss if you choosing
I be making moves, you can stay where you're groovy
I just don't think that I'll be where you are groovin'
sh**, didn't think I would snap, huh?
Hop in my rocket ship, f** it blast off
I am tired as hell from just working my job
Just give me my check and then f** it I'm gone
[Hook x4]
Bayberry Boyz
Bayberry Boyz
Bayberry Boyz
[Verse 2]
Cruising through the business
Got a couple wallets just so I can fit it
If you talk then you ain't got it how I live it
People angry, they can swear that they can get it
Stupid in a fitted
Travel real deep, it's just me and some 'toons
Talking 'bout 2D hoes flat in my room
Stay up 'til four, I don't work until Noon
Back to my job, supply pack to the goons
First thing I do: wake up and brush my teeth
Shower, get dressed, and then put on my shoes
You want it, I got it, just give me a few
I deliver the goods, you might see me there soon
Pull up in Vans, Polo socks, and on shrooms
After that, pop a Xan, back from the moon
Mags got some raps for a rapper that ain't really nice
Or that be saying anything cool
OOOH!
Wouldn't you look at your face
Like it would pain you to say that I'm great
f** you for real, I am everyone's taste
Slandering Mags, nobody can relate