Beets - Bihl Cosbi lyrics

Crewneck sweatshirt, snapback usually Just a Mac Miller clone, a little more Jewish-y Star of David j**elry, chest hair supporting it She upvoted me, I seeded her, Bit Torrent One hundred hits in one night Waiting for our sh** to hit Nah Right Doc Louis flow, I steal your bike And then I punch you out, Tyson comma Mike And if you ain't down with this It doesn't matter cause our crew is giving no sh**s When have you seen a good rapper with such wit That he makes other dudes irrelevant? I can't lie, so I guess that I'll admit I got a flow that's slicker than banana splits These dudes just tryna please, I just call them Mitt My sh** gets buzz, chat and chit Uh, extra verse like a year leap My sh**'s original, you dudes are retweets Never finished so I'mma make you wait Leave you dudes cold, make you marinate The stakes are kinda high so I'mma bet higher I Jim Carrey the team, Liar Liar Just wait kids, I swear it gets better Cheesing so hard you can call me feta How you feel? How you feel? How you feel? Got a fanbase, I don't even got a record deal Maybe in the future, I gotta graduate How many hits will I make? Gotta calculate I give you my presence, I call it a gift Call me Romeo, these girls are Taylor Swift I'm moving mountains, continental drift Call me Razhon, I'm on the hot list