Xlr8_rsa, $hroommyy Billy - Holy Verse Lyrics

The rap shit started back in Audio Digital
King of the rap shit my shit was to lyrical
Moved to the top with drip the pinnacle
Look at my drip I got the minerals
Ran up my numbers I got the intervals
I'm getting guap you getting decimals
Murdered the beat you know that shit usually
Niggas should trap at my funeral
Niggas should trap at my funeral
Roll up a blunt nigga like it's usually
Niggas waiting on my visuals
It's a holy verse nigga this shit is biblical
I speak that fact shit fuck the cap shit
Imma put 053 on the map shit
I was rapping now I been on the trap shit
Please don't doubt me I put rappers in caskets

This shit is flammable I bring the heat
Every toe to toe bitch I stay on my feet
Young nigga yeah I take no defeat
Rap throne nigga get off my seat
Rap God yeah I run in the skreets
Shit get hella ugly when Tremaine on the beat
Now back to the rap shit put a rapper in a casket
Young nigga work with the government
I got my word in the parliament
Your bitch gon' kill you like you Flabba man
I'm the next biggest rapper like I'm Jabba man
Big Numbers osa dibala man
Contraband after a contraband
Ke phanda nyuku the zaka man
Ha rea tla hier go tlo dlala man
This shit is a miracle
Internet boys how we keep it digital
Pull out a glock on these lil niggas
If these niggas wanna be physical
Acidic my nigga don't quit rap
You know we gonna get all the minerals
I am the greatest rapper on the skreet nigga
Please don't be cynical
Please don't be cynical
Touch on my minerals
I get the drip I got minerals
Sipping codeine it's a overdose
Check how we pull up to every show
Two H1s it's a overload
Squad deep always with my bro
$hroommyy billy yeah he switched the flow
We been killing every single show

The rap shit started back in Audio Digital
King of the rap shit my shit was to lyrical
Moved to the top with drip the pinnacle
Look at my drip I got the minerals
Ran up my numbers I got the intervals
I'm getting guap you getting decimals
Murdered the beat you know that shit usually
Niggas should trap at my funeral
Niggas should trap at my funeral
Roll up a blunt nigga like it's usually
Niggas waiting on my visuals
It's a holy verse nigga this shit is biblical
I speak the fact shit fuck the cap shit
Imma put 053 on the map shit
I was rapping now I been on the trap shit
Please don't doubt me I put rappers in caskets

Road to the riches I pray I don't crash
Mama said I'm living fast
My generation advanced
They fucked with the nigga since dance
At thirteen I wanted to rap
At fourteen years old in first class
Burning trees screaming fuck math
Bunk class
Bunk class
At ninth grade we was flipping that dough
Ninth we was breaking that law
Ninth grade I was suspended oh
Mama don't know what to do with the boy
Now you see me shining and I'm gleaming
You sleeping why you geeking
She fall for me like seasons
Life is a gambling I am addict
Two bitches who curve like the rickets
Twenty-five minutes later in my bedroom
And baby we kissing
What I'm saying is life ain't predicted
Billy he flip it like disick