Wannabe by EverRest Lyrics
Pull up, skrt off like Nascar
Pull up, skirt off, baby that’s hard
Pull up with the all pink fit
Look at this boy like “Damn man, that’s hard”
Rhyme faster than I run, ain’t a trackstar
Ain’t ever held a gun, ain’t a trapstar
Ain’t ever share a verse, not a rapstar
Ain’t ever good at love, not a heart throb
Yet these little mama’s swooning when they see me
See my image getting bigger soon as I get on the TV
Ballin’ out in HD, pull up with a HM to the HQ
Still hope you ain’t see me
Through your bifocals, got fire vocals
Can’t wait till the day my talent is old news
Like “Everest make plain beats?” (Nah)
Like “Everest make hot shit?” (Yah)
Like “Everest don’t get me hype
When I’m wilin’ in the club
Ain’t made for me nah”
Doesn’t matter pull up with the coldfire
Like an iceburn, middle of a snowstorm blizzard
Whatever ya say get scissored
Get pissed off like an arthritic wizard
Scissored, slicing, fucking done and dicing
Boy got hooked, guess his name Mike Tyson
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy splicing
Spit it like ODB, what a titan
Scream it in the face of death when he see me
My whole attitude has switched up
Bitch I’m feeling like the demon
Man, I’m feeling loose as hell
Feeling comfortable
Been a while since I said this shit about myself
Time to show and tell
What the fuck I’m gone bring to the industry
Don’t want none of my contemparies ahead of me
Still I gotta figure out who I’m gonna be
One false move and I’m looking like a wannabe
Pull up, skirt off, baby that’s hard
Pull up with the all pink fit
Look at this boy like “Damn man, that’s hard”
Rhyme faster than I run, ain’t a trackstar
Ain’t ever held a gun, ain’t a trapstar
Ain’t ever share a verse, not a rapstar
Ain’t ever good at love, not a heart throb
Yet these little mama’s swooning when they see me
See my image getting bigger soon as I get on the TV
Ballin’ out in HD, pull up with a HM to the HQ
Still hope you ain’t see me
Through your bifocals, got fire vocals
Can’t wait till the day my talent is old news
Like “Everest make plain beats?” (Nah)
Like “Everest make hot shit?” (Yah)
Like “Everest don’t get me hype
When I’m wilin’ in the club
Ain’t made for me nah”
Doesn’t matter pull up with the coldfire
Like an iceburn, middle of a snowstorm blizzard
Whatever ya say get scissored
Get pissed off like an arthritic wizard
Scissored, slicing, fucking done and dicing
Boy got hooked, guess his name Mike Tyson
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy splicing
Spit it like ODB, what a titan
Scream it in the face of death when he see me
My whole attitude has switched up
Bitch I’m feeling like the demon
Man, I’m feeling loose as hell
Feeling comfortable
Been a while since I said this shit about myself
Time to show and tell
What the fuck I’m gone bring to the industry
Don’t want none of my contemparies ahead of me
Still I gotta figure out who I’m gonna be
One false move and I’m looking like a wannabe