Keeper

[Intro: Feux] Yo, it's me It's the Feux with the YT Yung Tolz, let's get it Uh Yeah Listen Lucid Yep Uh [Verse 1: Feux] Shinin' bright like a diamond Nah I'm not Rihanna, got the spiritual power Like my chakra got a seventh eye Sooner go to heaven but, I'm a smart git And I spit smart bars, I don't drive fast cars And I don't buy a bus pass If you want a zoot then I'll buss half When I spit verses I glide to the stars I think about my bars, I think about my dreams My tactics strong like a fortress [?] prisons So I guess this bitch, she my sorceress So with my bars, I'll defeat these wack lyricists Leaves lookin purple like an amеthyst I'm an anarchist, soured like a can of piss And the pay, what can I say That it's gonna bе okay? That I'm gonna get my payback? Say that, do that, say what, say this Don't tell me what to do As I puff this cannabis Clouds big, can't see through this mist But I hope you get the gist, that I'll never fuckin' miss Always on point, nah, I'll never fuckin' miss, yeah Tola, you make this music and now all these boys think they can rap too, and they can't Yung Tolz, lets get it, ah, woah [Verse 2: YT] Okay shorty said she like my wrist, that's a Tag Heuer Drip like Mississippi you can call me Tom Sawyer (Tom Sawyer) If you touch my jacket, you'll be hearing from my lawyer (From my lawyer) She think she a keeper, baby you ain't Manuel Neuer Find myself in the recently closed tabs Went to link this ting, she smell like recently smoked fags Oh, damn, YT got them so mad "How does he get so many views when his music is so bad?" (His music's trash) This jawn said that she love me, I don't think I'm in love with her So much cash in my account, now I celebrate Hannukah (Now I'm Jew) This is not a game, no, you cannot start over So much money, now I celebrate Passover Yeah, I was the one they would pass over Staring at the clock like "What time is this class over?" ([?]) Playing cricket by the wicket, and I think it's the last over Stuff was getting tough, so I just left it to Jehovah I got the glitch, I'm on top of the map You man need to stop with the cap, stop following that These niggas just copy the cat I'm off to the cheese like a rat No rush, yeah I trippity-trap Give 'em a slippery-slap They sleepin', taking a nap I told 'em "A tit for a tat" This man got clipped This man got eclipsed [?] Came up from the trenches like the Battle of the Somme She said what's that on my shirt Told her Comme des Garçons Left her on the wing like Heung-min Son I cannot cuff you 'cause that isn't with my ethos Chattin' on the net then I hit him with the DDOS Can't you see the dosh, these ain't plain black Reeboks Internet is crazy, man, I think I need a detox Download speed's slow, so I think I need a seedbox Shorty, she from Europe, but she don't listen to D-Block I can't show my true colors, girl, you know I ain't a peacock (I ain't a peacock) Yeah, I came up from the jungle like an Ewok (Star Wars) Posted up in London, but the IP says Singapore Had to block this girl, can't take no more I'm an artist but I don't draw You're at the motive, begging for draw If online, it's out of stock Buy it cash from the store, like [Outro] When I'm with her, she can't focus, she got ADHD She want me to date her, I ain't AT&T (Data) Shorty want my number, tell her "Hell no" (Hell no) She thinks I'm in London, I'm on Melrose (I'm on [?])