Rap Michael Phelps Songtext
von Yung Simmie

I kill a motherfucker with a sword
Pull up on a nigga when I′m bored
Soon as you open the door
The smoke is galore
Bad bitches all on the floor
She fucking want more
My niggas is thuggin' is nothin′
Pistols is bustin, you runnin'
I been about hundreds, hundred
Fuck it I go huntin'
Smokin′ pine like I burned down the forest
And you can′t ignore it
The kush see I blow it
You pussy I know it
You rookie, I pro it
Yo' bitch got chosen Now she blowin′, O's and taken pose
The coke is in the nose
And she feelin′ pretty so she pose
I'm sippin drank ′till I dose, off
I'm my own boss
I can't take a loss, Rick Ross
We stop, smoke break then I′m back to the cake
I′ve been on my hustle can't wait
A skinny nigga but I′m still a heavyweight
And I look like my moms in the face
If you ever try my mom then my palms in your face
Bitch, I go deep you in the lake
I pull off in the G, fuck brakes
I gotta keep it 103 fuckface
Imma roll me up a fatty, that's a blunt to the face


I got yo′ bitch, blowin' me up
But, I gotta keep it movin′ ain't no slowin' me up
Simmie be that nigga when he rap he throw up
I prefer, 2 cups, 2 blunts, and 4 sluts
I post up, like a bball game
I ain′t talkin′ toothpaste but I got aim
Step on your toupée cause yo' top off
Boy you need to catch up, cause I been had sauce
Nigga think he on he will get knocked off
Bitch, I am the gatekeeper, ain′t no gettin' locked out
I know I′m a vet got time on my belt
I hope you got yo' heater cause mines on my belt
I fly by myself
Cause if I do the crime, I do time by myself
You just lied to yourself
I′ve been in that water, the rap Michael Phelps