Javion Bishop - THE CLICK (OUTRO) Lyrics

I'm about to flip the switch now like I'm reselling games
You n****s need to get a grip now
I already mastered the flow
I'm laying carpet on this shit so all you bitch n****s can sit down

My lil goons will pop up with the sticks now and
Dump him in the sewer, yea he really with this shits now
I'm from a place where n****s see it then they take it
Bet you thought you was the shit, but yea you coming out your kicks now

I'm not into hitting licks, but I just hit & licked yo bitch
She sending titty pics Quinton they was average but I hit
Then I passed her like assists, then turn around and smashed her sis
Getting nasty in the whip cause I can't have you in the crib

Fucking up my Feng Shui, I write my raps in here n****
Step up the wrong way, you get unraveled my n****
Like VCR tapes, all on my dick I must ask you
How do my nuts taste, n****

Y'all really gone make me rap again
Turn a beat into Basquiat, lyrical canvases
Crashing other rappers careers and paying for damages
I spit that shit that make em switch sides like Anakin

Oh you couldn't catch this drip with 60 napkins it's
The flow, more saturated than them BROCKHAMPTON kids
Nigga it's crunch time, sweaty abdomens
Killing this shit naturally n**** I'm Woody Harrelson

Then I'm gone with the wind, Melanie Hamilton
Better yet, I'm gone with the wind like a Spanish Galleon
Since we talking ships, I'm showing em who the captain is
Bars scare the shit outta n****s like ticking packages

I bomb shit, stash lethal weapons in my vernacular
I'll make this shit a stage if you n****s get outta character
Y'all gone make me pull the China out the cabinet
You probably thought I wouldn't rap again, maybe because I'm always busy

I'm only a rapper by day
If we scrapping i'll be the barber give yo ass a good fade
I got calendar bars, shit that have you counting your days
You come at me and you get clapped just like a standing ovay, n****

If it ain't direct we gone ignore that
It's hard to make since of that shit, Rorschach
Pop up at ya steps I don't care if you got the door latched
Stomp around in the mud and step right over the doormat

Allat, sweep the beefing under the rug
And I'll be back if I hear you utter the subtlest slug
It's Javion, I'm the don boy I can't be touched
I don't need no stones to turn you n****s to dust

I been writing homicidal punchlines since Spot was a pup
Spitting that shit that feel like a sock to the gut
Y'all don't fuck with the good rappers y'all be listening to them popular ones
Begged for The Vision but ain't listen when I dropped that shit huh ?

That type of shit can break you but I stay true
DUALIS is the set that I'm repping boy fuck a label
My shit is fucking raw bet one of my songs could make a stake moo
Jumping right off the plate, I'm on my way to fuck up base 2

My discography canonical, my life should be chronicled
Like Narnia, they don't want a war with us
I'm not tryna start shit, I just heard heard your lyrics
Really all you do is talk shit, like you hopping in a Porsche

With Ferrari keys n**** I'm not the one to start with
Your career was over fo' it start bitch you novice
How many times do I gotta tell y'all that I never miss my target
They say life is a bitch, you better be ready you finna divorce her

I beat the fucking beat so bad that it'll report me
Drag me into some court shit with a 6'4 lawyer who's built like fucking swordfish
Then kill herself and make my kids orphans
I'm finna commit a lyrical abortion

No forfeits, n**** I don't give a fuck who you endorsing
If it ain't me, truth be told you n****s janky
You n****s came about as quick as you fell
I was gone kill em but they blasted themselves