How I Do It x BMTJ
Lyrics
I'll kill any beat that's annihilation
I don't care about you or this conversation
Raps a game and this mode Is elimination
So much fire in the booth I need some ventilation
Yea you know I'm working on vacation
Now my skills out the world like a space station
Imma run this little city then claim a nation
Put art into some music don't hate creation
But they always wanna doubt me on my elevation
Some artist cannot rap so what's the explanation
I've been doing this for years that's the expectation
Who the sickest here rapper you need some education
That’s Q U to the 3 3 Z Y
Don’t call me short cause your career is at my knee high
Think I ain’t the goat? Come and battle me and you’ll see why
If you don’t know me call me Quin without the C Y
Top 10 at 16 I know you knew it
They want some drama OK boy let's get into it
Lost 2 relatives you know I’m going thru it
But I got everybody asking how I do it
I'll kill any beat that's annihilation
I don't care about you or this conversation
Raps a game and this mode Is elimination
So much fire in the booth I need some ventilation
Go to school then to work then at night I go to dance
If you really tryna battle homie you ain't gotta chance
Do you rap do you fight you can tell by my stance
Talking crap call up white Imma get my homie Lance
you don't really want that trouble better come and get yo mans
I'm just tryna get some paper I'm just tryna make some banz
And I'm sorry if I kill you gotta say it in advance
I'll slaughter wannabe's under any circumstance
Wow
I like when rappers Jack my style
I'd prolly make you big since you ain't been there in a while
When I hop on the stage I make the girls all jump and smile
And I ain't slowing down I'll add a hundred every mile
If you wack, you should get up out my face
Qu33zy's at the top and you ain't touching 2nd place
I know that raps a game and now it's turning to a race
And you won't ever beat me cause you ain't matching my pace
Number 1 at 17 I know you knew it
They want some drama OK boy let's get into it
Lost 2 relatives you know I'm going through it
I got everybody asking how I do it
I'll kill any beat that's annihilation
I don't care about you or this conversation
Raps a game and this mode Is elimination
So much fire in the booth I need some ventilation
Yea you know I'm working on vacation
Now my skills out the world like a space station
Imma run this little city then claim a nation
Put art into some music don't hate creation
But they always wanna doubt me on my elevation
Some artist cannot rap so what's the explanation
I've been doing this for years that's the expectation
Who the sickest here rapper you need some education
That’s Q U to the 3 3 Z Y
Don’t call me short cause your career is at my knee high
Think I ain’t the goat? Come and battle me and you’ll see why
If you don’t know me call me Quin without the C Y
Top 10 at 16 I know you knew it
They want some drama OK boy let's get into it
Lost 2 relatives you know I’m going thru it
But I got everybody asking how I do it
I'll kill any beat that's annihilation
I don't care about you or this conversation
Raps a game and this mode Is elimination
So much fire in the booth I need some ventilation
Go to school then to work then at night I go to dance
If you really tryna battle homie you ain't gotta chance
Do you rap do you fight you can tell by my stance
Talking crap call up white Imma get my homie Lance
you don't really want that trouble better come and get yo mans
I'm just tryna get some paper I'm just tryna make some banz
And I'm sorry if I kill you gotta say it in advance
I'll slaughter wannabe's under any circumstance
Wow
I like when rappers Jack my style
I'd prolly make you big since you ain't been there in a while
When I hop on the stage I make the girls all jump and smile
And I ain't slowing down I'll add a hundred every mile
If you wack, you should get up out my face
Qu33zy's at the top and you ain't touching 2nd place
I know that raps a game and now it's turning to a race
And you won't ever beat me cause you ain't matching my pace
Number 1 at 17 I know you knew it
They want some drama OK boy let's get into it
Lost 2 relatives you know I'm going through it
I got everybody asking how I do it
Writer(s): Quincy Norris Jr.
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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