Above The Rim lyrics

by

Jae Millz


I'm coming for whoever is poppin'
And I'm feeling like cow wax
And I'm in my crib with my push-ups and my sit up sh*t
Lost 30 pounds now I'm back with some filling sh*t
Murder was the case on MP
I',ma kill this sh*t
Everybody is on competition
If you rap, you're getting it
You think that the haters are like little boys with stomach
I'm feeling downy
Slick mouth with a slicking closet
No guilt just some quicks and a bunch of flashing
No one learns
Kiss my day when I ride with you
Cause when this humming bird
n*ggas will be the ones who fly
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I heard a n*gga saying
I'm done ,get off my di*k
There's no room,I'm already f*cking your wife inside
Give my money and I'm gone
I'm master full of strength
I ain't asking what I don't want
Kill the motherf*cking Pete like in the casquette of the lounge
Chicking them rappers it's like
I'm eating a basket of corn
Dress me as your Majesty
I sleep good cause I know that it ain't no one as bad as me
Deep, deep girl, in your mouth like a cavity
Rappers want a battery
Tragedy,why at my casualties?
I'm actually a man like a masterpiece
Superman swallowing kids like'
Up down all my'
Were raised by losers
I was raised by the movies
And I'm not talking furniture, n*gga
I'm talking snowflakes
Keep a theme with me to test how a dope is
Poking this game in this b*tch
Then you supply 50
Third wing on my chick back
I'm a bullsh*t
Don't be stupid ,get a grip up early
But I'll do you like a birdy, motherf*cker

[Outro]
Is that above the rim right here?
1990+ sh*t
Dididididi da ri da
Didididi da ri da
Up down, n*gga
And wild n*gga
Shut the whole up town

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