Poshtherapper - Gifted Lyrics

Gifted on the word play
Cryptic what the verbs say
Hiking on a rocky corner
Tryna reach a rocky corner
How they gone play the game
They thinking that its hockey don't they
Too bad I'm using to fighting for my life
Never changed the way only changed the name
It's screwed face if they gone think they gunna flatten my head
These bastards intact the bags of these dastardly attach
Leave they neck snapped and jugglar cut what up
Money talking that bullshit they betta listen
Plug the system then reconnect they tryna encrypt him
They see the vision the third eye twinkles and glisten
Best believe its never wrong bitch I got the gut feeling
Trippin on they trippies you would think that he tricking
I'm so fucking sick I need a heat pad and some chicken
And a crazy vixen with the intuition that don't like the giving
She just snap snap snap like we picking
Gassing up the charger but the challenge is enough
Got the burner tucked playboy you toast for lunch
I toast these cup filled with the juice to punch
I just need some Top Dawg like I'm close to Punch
Never bite the hand but I gotta keep defeating
Bastards are these rappers they parents even agreeing
Destroying tracks like the sample need repeating
I like to call Lebeouf bitch I keep Even Stevens
You can try the reaching by they hand snapped off
Never touched a ratchet unless it's says Snap-off
Boy I keep the strap with the ratchet just attached
That will pull your front to back with 10gs of force
I need a g5 and a shorty with some hips
I need a g5 and a shorty with them lips
I need a g5 and a shorty real thick
Get a g5 she gone be sucking...

Gifted on the word play
Cryptic what the verbs say
Hiking on a rocky corner
Tryna reach a rocky corner
How they gone play the game
They thinking that its hockey don't they
Too bad I'm using to fighting for my life
Never changed the way only changed the name
It's screwed face if they gone think they gunna flatten my head
These bastards intact the bags of these dastardly attach
Leave they neck snapped and jugglar cut what up
Money talking that bullshit they betta listen
Plug the system then reconnect they tryna encrypt him
They see the vision the third eye twinkles and glisten
Best believe its never wrong bitch I got the gut feeling
Trippin on they trippies you would think that he tricking
I'm so fucking sick I need a heat pad and some chicken
And a crazy vixen with the intuition that don't like the giving
She just snap snap snap like we picking
Gassing up the charger but the challenge is enough
Got the burner tucked playboy you toast for lunch
I toast these cup filled with the juice to punch
I just need some Top Dawg like I'm close to Punch
Never bite the hand but I gotta keep defeating
Bastards are these rappers they parents even agreeing
Destroying tracks like the sample need repeating
I like to call Lebeouf bitch I keep Even Stevens
You can try the reaching by they hand snapped off
Never touched a ratchet unless it's says Snap-off
Boy I keep the strap with the ratchet just attached
That will pull your front to back with 10gs of force
I need a g5 and a shorty with some hips
I need a g5 and a shorty with them lips
I need a g5 and a shorty real thick
Get a g5 she gone be sucking...