SoundcloudSZN by The Lord (Rapper) Lyrics
[Verse 1: LH]
It's Soundcloud Season
All you niggas is slackin'
They must be talkin' 'bout some gifts
'Cause I know niggas ain't rappin'
I don't ever fuck with mice
But I know niggas that's trappin'
Y'all must be sleepin' on me
Don't y'all get tired of nappin'?
My man Nick got some guns
And I might have em start cappin'
I stole yo bitch and came on her
That's what I call kidnappin'
You rappers lookin' awfully lost
I think y'all need to start mappin'
Like we scored a touchdown
I like to hear that ass clappin'
No Brown, but I'm mackin'
No script, but they actin'
No baseball, but I'm battin'
No groceries, but I'm baggin'
If you trynna compete, break a leg
Might leave you hurt
If you go against me
Dig yourself six in the dirt
[Verse 2: LH]
I told her swallow my kids
But she ain't Billie Jean
I ain't bein' funny
But my flow slicker than beans
I got these niggas shook
Like they drinkin' caffeine
I get higher than a Rocket
Bitch I ball like Yao Ming
And baby... girl... we on the come up
These niggas think they funny
But they ain't doin' stand-up
When my dudes run up on em
Man, I swear they gon' cluck
I stay stealin' niggas bitches
Catch me down in the lock-up
I got my nigga Q
Thick bitches holla, he's single
And if we was playin' ball
You'd be the Browns, I'm the Bengals
I fucked that bitch so good
She walkin' side to side
And I call these niggas "Burgers"
'Cause they sho' is fried
I copped my dudes Ray Bans
Just to say that I did it
You won't catch me with no bums
All my niggas is fitted
I snatched that dude's girls
But, bitch, I got acquitted
We made a fuckin' mixtape
Just to say that we did it
I call these dudes keyboards
'Cause you know they stay pressed
After they go against me
Man, I leave 'em depressed
None of them got drive
So they failed the road test
Bitch, I'm fly, I'm a trip
Bitch, I am Southwest
Bet you ain't know I was the Flow God?
Man, I keep my dick wetter
Than a fucking cod
Head to Florida, out in mansions
With my whole squad
Nude photos on the sand
Now that's a beach bod
I only fuck with MILFs
And that's how I met your mother
I call my girl a lollipop
'Cause she ask me to suck her
These niggas straight trash
So I threw 'em in the gutter
These niggas straight pollution
Like a car without a muffler
One thing that's a fact
Is that my flow smoother than butter
It's Soundcloud Season
And it's hotter than the summer
One thing I won't ever do
Is fuck without a rubber
I'm ballin' on these rappers
Let me get my Louisville Slugger
I keep a sweater on me
'Cause my wrist stay cold
And you know that I'mma win
So you may as well fold
And, bitch, I ain't got no chill
I am really uncontrolled
I hope I make it clear
That it's a no bitch nigga zone
It's funny that y'all flexin'
With some shit that y'all don't own
I keep my money stacked
Could I offer you a loan?
And we ain't skippin' rocks
But all my niggas is stoned
Watch you mouth when you speakin'
Bitch nigga, I'm grown
Tight pussy make me cum quick
Like a bat out of hell
And just to let you know
I get more head than hair gel
You know I keep my dick
Wetter than Wisconsin Dells
I was bout to school these niggas
But they saved by the bell
It's Soundcloud Season
All you niggas is slackin'
They must be talkin' 'bout some gifts
'Cause I know niggas ain't rappin'
I don't ever fuck with mice
But I know niggas that's trappin'
Y'all must be sleepin' on me
Don't y'all get tired of nappin'?
My man Nick got some guns
And I might have em start cappin'
I stole yo bitch and came on her
That's what I call kidnappin'
You rappers lookin' awfully lost
I think y'all need to start mappin'
Like we scored a touchdown
I like to hear that ass clappin'
No Brown, but I'm mackin'
No script, but they actin'
No baseball, but I'm battin'
No groceries, but I'm baggin'
If you trynna compete, break a leg
Might leave you hurt
If you go against me
Dig yourself six in the dirt
[Verse 2: LH]
I told her swallow my kids
But she ain't Billie Jean
I ain't bein' funny
But my flow slicker than beans
I got these niggas shook
Like they drinkin' caffeine
I get higher than a Rocket
Bitch I ball like Yao Ming
And baby... girl... we on the come up
These niggas think they funny
But they ain't doin' stand-up
When my dudes run up on em
Man, I swear they gon' cluck
I stay stealin' niggas bitches
Catch me down in the lock-up
I got my nigga Q
Thick bitches holla, he's single
And if we was playin' ball
You'd be the Browns, I'm the Bengals
I fucked that bitch so good
She walkin' side to side
And I call these niggas "Burgers"
'Cause they sho' is fried
I copped my dudes Ray Bans
Just to say that I did it
You won't catch me with no bums
All my niggas is fitted
I snatched that dude's girls
But, bitch, I got acquitted
We made a fuckin' mixtape
Just to say that we did it
I call these dudes keyboards
'Cause you know they stay pressed
After they go against me
Man, I leave 'em depressed
None of them got drive
So they failed the road test
Bitch, I'm fly, I'm a trip
Bitch, I am Southwest
Bet you ain't know I was the Flow God?
Man, I keep my dick wetter
Than a fucking cod
Head to Florida, out in mansions
With my whole squad
Nude photos on the sand
Now that's a beach bod
I only fuck with MILFs
And that's how I met your mother
I call my girl a lollipop
'Cause she ask me to suck her
These niggas straight trash
So I threw 'em in the gutter
These niggas straight pollution
Like a car without a muffler
One thing that's a fact
Is that my flow smoother than butter
It's Soundcloud Season
And it's hotter than the summer
One thing I won't ever do
Is fuck without a rubber
I'm ballin' on these rappers
Let me get my Louisville Slugger
I keep a sweater on me
'Cause my wrist stay cold
And you know that I'mma win
So you may as well fold
And, bitch, I ain't got no chill
I am really uncontrolled
I hope I make it clear
That it's a no bitch nigga zone
It's funny that y'all flexin'
With some shit that y'all don't own
I keep my money stacked
Could I offer you a loan?
And we ain't skippin' rocks
But all my niggas is stoned
Watch you mouth when you speakin'
Bitch nigga, I'm grown
Tight pussy make me cum quick
Like a bat out of hell
And just to let you know
I get more head than hair gel
You know I keep my dick
Wetter than Wisconsin Dells
I was bout to school these niggas
But they saved by the bell