With the deaf female
Let's rap
Remy
Ma
No lie, it's only like five females in the game that can really rap
Got followers and fame and a name, so they thinkin' that
They can now be listed with the spitters, but you imagine that
Ain't talkin' bout your lace front when I say your s*** is wiggly whack
They know what's gon' happen to the a** of Remy on the track
And no, I ain't tryin' to be catty
They know they really lack you s*** out without your a** out
And that's really facts, but if I say it, I'm a hater
I hear the chitter-chat
They know that my pen is crazy, but they don't wanna give me that
Every time I spit some s***, they sayin' that it's really pap
Claim I can't make a song, but actually that's really cap
Had them conceited all the way up and leanin' back
I know they be poppin' s***, she only hot when Remy crack
In my presence, they be on my d*** like little Jimmy hats
Actin' like I ain't the reason these b**** can't even rap
I'm also the reason y'all know these b**** can't even rap
Try to spread a rumor that I'm ugly, but I'm pretty black
Then try to lie and paint an image that I'm really fat
Whenever I want, I can thirst trap
Only think facts
Is these pockets and this a** kitty cat
Y'all be on some she hit me, so I'ma hit her back
I be on some she hit me, so now she gettin' clapped
Birds of a feather flock together, y'all be in a pack
And I'll do anything for the cheese, yeah, you been a rat
I rap when I wanna, I stopped to have my daughter
Was flyin' PJs when y'all was wearin' pajamas
And I'm signed to myself so they can't jerk up
Done caught more suits and cases than a TSA worker
Daughter of a gun, I spit it like a bullet
That's literary caution, I should win me a Pulitzer
I don't show cars, I show face
We don't talk about it, we don't talk about it
Change my perspective, think like L. Boogie does
I was never late, y'all was just early
Never fall short unless the shorts come with Jersey
Life never straight, that b**ch hella curvy
I'm my biggest fan, I wear my s**t out like Kirby
Pierre, Pierre, yeah, I'm bubblin' baby
Never switch pockets, only refill them like the baby
Y'all cry, I'm on a different tier
We ain't the same, me and you, we got some different fears
Jerry Lorenzo, this G.O.D. flow
Word to the North Star, I rap East Coast
Road to society, I rap East Coast
Sets come with a bridge like E4
Today they want a pill, but back then it was kilos
Why Primo hit me, cause he know I'm dopest
Rap like I got a big b**ch and f**k choking
Never had an urge to be the wave, I'm the f**king ocean
If you can't see that, then you just a blind turtle
Shell shot when I hit block, block
Cause know when I rhyme, it sound like a glop, glop
Ask me where I'm headed, f**k, to the top, top
Can't rain on my parade, ain't no raindrop
Remy, rap, Remy, rap
Remy, rap, Remy, rap, Remy, rap, Remy, rap
With the deaf female
Let's rap
Remy, rap, Remy, rap, Remy, rap, Remy, rap
With the deaf female
Let's rap