Prime Rib Beef Season Entry 5 by Garrett Plummer Lyrics

[Verse]
This don't matter to me
Honestly, I'm relaxing
No past debts, all assets
You can check my taxes
The fact is I'm rapping
Cause the rest of my life is drama-free
A home in Point Loma
Homie I won the lottery

I just talk on beefs, I don't really go in
William? I don't really know him
It's silly cause really I'm killing these hens
Should have never left that cage open
I'm a wolf, dawg
Licking the blood off my wrist
And you Wolfpop
You no longer exist

Get Up On This, I hold the belt
I'm Conor McGregor, I'm knocking 'em out
The kid is so sick with it, did it myself
Call him a doctor, get him some help
Don't shout (don't shout)
Try not to wake up your neighbors
I am Austin Rivers you are CP3
I am 'bout to replace ya
Just take this and learn, homie
These are just words, homie
Pop a 'tude? You lost, dude
So please don't sell merch, homie
Not a lot of these dudes are healthy
Horsemen are looking anemic
So I'm 'bout to serve 'em this prime rib
This is Beef Season