Shoes Robinson - Say Yeah (Garrett Plummer Diss) lyrics

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Shoes Robinson - Say Yeah (Garrett Plummer Diss) lyrics

[Verse] Man, f** a pace car, I could do this sh** for days I'm about to race two steps ahead of you like Indy stays I kept the treasure measured, you opened up the case And that's the wrath of God, Marion look away It could erase your face and make your place at heaven's gate St. Peter, take the beef up off his plate and make him eat the dates He 'bout to read your fate while I'll be making beats That make the people say.... yeah, yeah I'm 'bout to raise the bar and credit cards on more rosé You're getting clipped off, by a clipboard, don't know your name I've got the fuel to move the room with all the bars I slay Your car be stuck in place, gridlocked like Merrick Garland stays I'm racing laps 'round, you're looking ga**ed out Acting like the Uber, dude, your rhyming needs a lift/Lyft (wow) This sh** is beaten on I'll seat you in the hoosegow You need a time out, child, you're wild and you're too loud Yo, and you ain't saying nothing Bragging 'bout your dough, I'm 'bout to snatch it up and bake some muffins And pa** 'em out to all your friends and tell 'em "thanks for coming" Cause you're a guest in my house, co*kroach, you're buggin' And it's the oddest thing to see your hollow huff and puffing And if it's the Scottish Play it's safe to say I'm straight MacDuffing And this cacophony of gossipy monotony Is costing me my modesty like "I'm the dude you thought you'd beat?" Nah, see, that's a preposterous philosophy Your prophecy's about as cheap as shopping sprees at Dollar Tree Yeah, you ought to offer me idolatry Cause I can keep it scholarly [?] while I'm embalming G's Yeah, and when proffering the problem of your mockery The doctor lobbies for lobotomy I mean, you must have lost it, popping off at me You properly co*ked up and copped a coffin, B See, you dropped the ball and you're hurting your team You got deserted by the person you wanted to be Shawn don't love you, he ain't reppin' your set Your rap dad just left to grab a pack of cigarettes And yet, you bet the fee to join our league Started acting recklessly and set the Horsemen free Me, Cleve, and tee are keeping Beef Season straight gory like GWAR Walk in the door and motherf**ers hit the floor up in this abbatoir After dark, flexing our [?] repertoire Catching Garrett stepping and we're wrecking his on four and five Got the dude paralyzed, can't look in his parents' eyes Sorry 'bout your shame but you can't hang with these Four Horsemen guys (breath) And I'm using up all the air in my lungs Disparage your marriage and making it clear that I don't give a f** 'bout your loans Cause I live alone, yo, I'm single and I don't have all that much cash But I'm fast, I'm brash, I'm on the attack, and unlike you I can rap And that's that. You're wack and you should delete your account On that Hillary swag, I'm k**ing it, bagging it up, selling beef by the pound Now, you tried, and that's all for you to be embarra**ed about But all the tracks that you dropped... they flopped like Anderson Varejão [Hook] Tired of being the same If you're tired of things not changing It's time for you to get out the way Don't get all up in your feels Just let me take the wheel I know the road that you need to take [Outro] I mean, come on man I got bars for days Like that weird kid you went to high school with Xanax refs, baby! These'll knock you out Look man, I'm going to be honest with you You need to step your game up I mean, step it up or get out the way