Hideas 10 Songtext
Yeah
Church
I'm the truth, they're ruthless, stereotype the toothless
Attachin' me to memes with a noose pick is loose bitch
I'm too thick rough skin, break it like a toothpick
I'm spittin' so lethal got splinters in my lip
I work around Tik Tok, no dance to move hips
I ain't got a painter to catch 'em because I'm too big
Britches got a belt and I'm just ready to whoop shit
Church
I'm the truth, they're ruthless, stereotype the toothless
Attachin' me to memes with a noose pick is loose bitch
I'm too thick rough skin, break it like a toothpick
I'm spittin' so lethal got splinters in my lip
I work around Tik Tok, no dance to move hips
I ain't got a painter to catch 'em because I'm too big
Britches got a belt and I'm just ready to whoop shit
A lot of rappers out here look a little suspect
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
My platform is that more of a vast storm
To transform the art more to a artform
'Cause a country boys gonna need a hip hop door
To knock on if rap music's what he's meant for
Me, I am a tank, yeah, me, you can get yanked, me
I scribble your name with some letters of mine
When it's time to all draw all y'all fire some blanks
No label at my round table makin' me unable
To be stable with a whole 8-ball
I ain't talkin' 'bout pool, if you didn't get the cue
Put a hole in one every motherfuckin' time I shoot
You verse me forever is a lose lose
Leave you battered and bruised Jack, Jack, Jack ballin' in shoes
In cold weather with no shelter not even a phone booth
When you call my bluff better have runnin' shoes
Or jet packs attached to your achilles tendon
I'm country as fuck and not pretendin'
I'll forever be Church on a stage and preachin'
Walkin' through the swamps, Case knife and leeches
'Cause my, life is a movie, movie
My, style I'm a newbie, newbie
My, drive is so fuckin' stupid
Y'all be asleep while I'm out here and movin'
I'ma hermit crab, with some killer dabs
And enough pen and pad to cover every period cramp
On the world wide map that's why when I get pissed
You get infinite bitch slapped so my fans call you bitchass, bitch
Your last EP was trash, that's what I gotta hear and it makes me laugh
'Cause ain't a single motherfuckers got the credit
To send a hate message to have me respond and show that I read it
I can't help it I'm stuck in defense mode
Everybody got a motive and heart of stone covered up in some white snow
So I'm stuck froze like lickin' a light pole, 32 below, motherfuckin' Ice Age hoe
Wooly Mammoth ivory is the keys to my piano
Piano, ammo, piano, banana, firin' shots like Montana
Bro, that reference has been like used a lot
Well if raps a war zone, I'm a loadout drop
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
The dynamic of my passion is winnin', livin', and rappin'
About a decade and still lastin' with the talent that I'm stackin'
Adaptin' to the game identifyin' as a fuckin' dragon
And attackin' every village 'til my image is nerve wrackin'
And I don't even swerve on black ice with no traction (No traction)
And I can carry 10 tons, still leap to the moon for NASA (For NASA)
I don't make it rain, I'm the forecaster
Fuckin' with me on a track and leave you sore after
Who gonna plaster this rappin' cracker before he climbs the ladder
Faster than a four legged velociraptor you slow bastards (Nobody)
Shots fired in all directions
I could be plated and still look harder while I'm flexin'
I'm who your favorite fuckin' rapper is textin'
Tellin' me that my CD from last year is honestly impressive
I just flew to Cali, went on No Jumper with Adam
Interviewed me for an hour, Diesel Gang is prolly sour
Scissor kick a little higher, OnlyFans is lookin' dire
Took the WAP to church so I just tossed it in the fire
So I guess Catch Hell (So I guess Catch Hell)
As can anyone else (As can anyone else)
All I do is help (All I do is help)
And I'm done with it now (Done with it now)
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
Creek Squad
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
Church
Stone
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
My platform is that more of a vast storm
To transform the art more to a artform
'Cause a country boys gonna need a hip hop door
To knock on if rap music's what he's meant for
Me, I am a tank, yeah, me, you can get yanked, me
I scribble your name with some letters of mine
When it's time to all draw all y'all fire some blanks
No label at my round table makin' me unable
To be stable with a whole 8-ball
I ain't talkin' 'bout pool, if you didn't get the cue
Put a hole in one every motherfuckin' time I shoot
You verse me forever is a lose lose
Leave you battered and bruised Jack, Jack, Jack ballin' in shoes
In cold weather with no shelter not even a phone booth
When you call my bluff better have runnin' shoes
Or jet packs attached to your achilles tendon
I'm country as fuck and not pretendin'
I'll forever be Church on a stage and preachin'
Walkin' through the swamps, Case knife and leeches
'Cause my, life is a movie, movie
My, style I'm a newbie, newbie
My, drive is so fuckin' stupid
Y'all be asleep while I'm out here and movin'
I'ma hermit crab, with some killer dabs
And enough pen and pad to cover every period cramp
On the world wide map that's why when I get pissed
You get infinite bitch slapped so my fans call you bitchass, bitch
Your last EP was trash, that's what I gotta hear and it makes me laugh
'Cause ain't a single motherfuckers got the credit
To send a hate message to have me respond and show that I read it
I can't help it I'm stuck in defense mode
Everybody got a motive and heart of stone covered up in some white snow
So I'm stuck froze like lickin' a light pole, 32 below, motherfuckin' Ice Age hoe
Wooly Mammoth ivory is the keys to my piano
Piano, ammo, piano, banana, firin' shots like Montana
Bro, that reference has been like used a lot
Well if raps a war zone, I'm a loadout drop
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
The dynamic of my passion is winnin', livin', and rappin'
About a decade and still lastin' with the talent that I'm stackin'
Adaptin' to the game identifyin' as a fuckin' dragon
And attackin' every village 'til my image is nerve wrackin'
And I don't even swerve on black ice with no traction (No traction)
And I can carry 10 tons, still leap to the moon for NASA (For NASA)
I don't make it rain, I'm the forecaster
Fuckin' with me on a track and leave you sore after
Who gonna plaster this rappin' cracker before he climbs the ladder
Faster than a four legged velociraptor you slow bastards (Nobody)
Shots fired in all directions
I could be plated and still look harder while I'm flexin'
I'm who your favorite fuckin' rapper is textin'
Tellin' me that my CD from last year is honestly impressive
I just flew to Cali, went on No Jumper with Adam
Interviewed me for an hour, Diesel Gang is prolly sour
Scissor kick a little higher, OnlyFans is lookin' dire
Took the WAP to church so I just tossed it in the fire
So I guess Catch Hell (So I guess Catch Hell)
As can anyone else (As can anyone else)
All I do is help (All I do is help)
And I'm done with it now (Done with it now)
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
So expect disrespect in effect you rejects
I dissect and digest then eject your skillset
Creek Squad
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
Church
Stone
