Shoelace - Not Typical lyrics

[Sample] How am I suppose to k** some thing that is already dead men What! Yeah! It's like k**ing some sh** twice Check it! [Mackgee - Hook] X 2 It's not typical When he spits the flow You know he's aiming for the peak, never keep it low [Mackgee – verse 1] Speakers blow When I get – physical With this microphone, it's like strippers' clothes ‘Cause you know it's going down Buckingham – I'm showing crown Like a UK spot we're blowing pounds When the going gets rough – men! We're slowing down And the people said what? Men I'm so in town And I never left, I do it right hell ‘a threats The music right, sell it fresh The view is like, FED Express I drop it on your front Porch Cheering when I'm on tour Hearing all my songs more You're happy and I'm happy You're sagging all them Khakis Now your daddy wanna flag me Bad! Radio Censor TV carries a temper I said you married your gender They said that I called you a f*ggot Face what really matters Disgrace, can't see these maggots They're just really backwards On stage I'd be the baddest – Check it! [Sub hook] You're a chicken let the egg hatch You're a victim better get back On a mission need to get pa**ed - All my worries [Hook] [Mackgee – Verse two] You're typically typical I'm eager to finish you You see that it's difficult To sit on this pedestal Yeah – we're sitting here We get premiered MTV and co And we stand with Keisha Cole Hey! Young man you need to know I don't see you on television Oh boy! I could tell you're wishing You're going to jail – eviction Your clothes will be smelling prison You're p**y I swear you're kitten Men! You're kind ‘a harsh on me Not doing time or larceny I'm doing fine, I promise me Will get there I'm doing mix-tapes for now to get ear Circling, running around for big cakes for now forget square Burst that! – Men the first fact is are you worth that You're Cece Whining with your little makeup in your purse bag Nonsense! You little dumplings I get it jumping Same love that I get from east coast I get from Compton Just a matter of time I know you're mad that I grind But I gotta do what I do, spitting fabulous rhymes Spitting fabulous what? Don't speak of hyping the club You live the life of a thug You need a wife and a hug You need to brighten your stuff! Damn! [Sub hook] [Hook] Shoelace, takeover! Show ‘em what you got Do your thang boy! Peace!