[Verse 1: Austin Rapbaum]
People saying Austin
Is lost in his thoughts often
I saw him caught in a coffin
The boss is off and he's costing
All the sauce in the office, off him
In reality I don't think we've connected
I'm just doing different things than what was expected
You reject it, I'm feeling disrespected
Check this, how I know the next step is fore you get it
Forget it
(wait where did he go?)
Moving on as requested
I've invested all this time into sessions
These thoughts manifested where my chest is
So before you skeptics keep on guessin
What my intellect is you should test it
I bet it's better than the rest is
You could use it is as a reference for that next sh**
[Hook: Austin Rapbaum]
A veteran
And I just came in the game
All of y'all best know my name
It's Rapbaum
Ask ya dads' mom
That's right ya grand mom knows
I be going in way above ya flows
That means my boats afloat
But yours overflowed, ye so soaked
[Verse 2: Austin Rapbaum]
I Got grind like a mother f**ing Dremel
And I'm never gonna settle
With a second on the metal
Why you counting petals
Like is the game in love with me
That b**h saying please don't smother me
You too cuddly she want another D
If you ballin then why you such a scrub on beats
You just a sub to me not in the huddle B
Every time you get the beat you be fumbling
I'm the quarter back when I rap
Warren sap on the track
Running back run it back
I did that, just in fact
Uno take, that's a lap
Sumo weight, that is fat
You no great, that ain't sad
Pluto's place, that is last
And I'm chillin at the top spot
People called when I got hot
Said I could not stop
Like don't you flop Spok
Told em once the shot's sought
It's on lock
[Shortened Hook: Austin Rapbaum]
A veteran
And I just came in the game
All of y'all best know my name
It's Rapbaum
Ask ya dads mom
And That's Jon Deaux
[Verse 3: Jon Deaux]
Wait
How'd we get back on the interstate
How to get lost shake your thoughts let me demonstrate
If you're losing weight just focus on dessert plates
When you get cake make it stretch between birthdays
Worst-case scenario, hoes get thirsty
n***as ain't ya n***as, but they paint the picture
To ball like Jim Jones till they taint the liquor
Then find us in a mansion matching in the latest fashion
You dead but you dashing, said they sad but they laughing
The news said it happened somewhere in the southern Hamptons
Cramped in the space like where mind vacates
But somebody still laughing and the blunt in front your face, wait
Cramped in the space bruh where hot box take place
Sound like pop rocks when puffed
So this pot must be laced
It's really real happening and you stuck behind the fade
Right now is a razor keep your thoughts in front the blade
Jon Deaux