Futuristic - My Name Is (Remix) lyrics

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Futuristic - My Name Is (Remix) lyrics

Watch me spit these raps until my lungs collapse Rap god, put me on the cross with like a tacks Everybody's on my ball, I got like a hundred sacks Eating everything just like a fat kid with a bunch of snacks I grew up on songs by Eminem and Busta Rhymes sh** that make you crazy then go and commit a ton of crimes If rappers ever say my name then I'm gonna reply Then after that they don't say anything like a f**in' mime I ripped this sh** off Youtube then I started writing My album much like the mountains because it's always climbing A secretary on my phone because I'm always typing I'm like a greasy forehead because I'm always shining No advertising or a dollar spent Y'all droppin' millions and you still ain't poppin', you should give it up like lint I'm a survivor spittin' fire, y'all can hold the flint A different city every day, I touch down, hold my dick I'm independent, I don't trust a label I've been on TV ten times this month so where the f**'s your cable? Your bank account looks like a bunch of bagels I might play beer pong with hundred dollar bills, I bet I run the tables With a white b**h sipping climbing, let her like my maple skin I pull out the Trojan, she ride it in the stable Scratched my back until it's almost fatal I let her bounce on that, I hung her from the ceiling with some bungee cables Hi, my name is Futuristic My name is Futuristic Said it twice incase you missed it And I'm about my bread, somebody get me a biscuit I'm just another black guy who's got a really big dick Hi, my name is Futuristic My name is Futuristic Said it twice incase you missed it And I'm about my bread, somebody get me a biscuit I'm just another black guy who's got a really big dick Okay, man that's what they all say But I'm sticking to it, homie that's my stand and I'm not talking about Allstate I can murder all these rappers on off days Go to my mums place and then shove 'em in the crawlspace I'm in the hallways drinking and smoking, crossfaded My friends are lame as f**, I'm 'bout to make 'em all famous And you can bet on that like dog races I've had a tough life because I'm half-white and my family's all racist (n******g!) I told my teachers they can lick my balls And anyone that doubted me then came around you know I missed the call I'm sh**tin' on 'em from a different stall And all my fans see more bars than convicts behind the prison wall I need b**h that's into dogs, gets applause If anybody wanna throw their hands at me she gets involved And she can s** a watermelon through a frickin' straw And let me backhand her like a tennis ball n***a, oh Hi, my name is Futuristic My name is Futuristic Said it twice incase you missed it And I'm about my bread, somebody get me a biscuit I'm just another black guy who's got a really big dick Hi, my name is Futuristic My name is Futuristic Said it twice incase you missed it And I'm about my bread, somebody get me a biscuit I'm just another black guy who's got a really big dick

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