Steph & Klay ft. SaulyOBeats & JRoberts Lyrics

Lo checkin' in

This a encore, high as fuck, board a concord

Bars, natural disaster, yours are more like a calm storm

Stomp your, favorite artist out in some bronze 4's then

Slap his label head for ever puttin him on tour

Up in the first place, need it all in the worst ways

Tired of rappers actin awkward and shy like a first date

I'm lit as fuck off some wax, tan as a burnt cake

And nuts so big took my draws off and I caused an earthquake

This shit is automatic like curry beyond the arc

Snatch the fuckin chain off your necks and homies go pawn the charms

Keep it super saucy, table side just like a pasta parm

Roast a rapper gettin to this chicken like Foster Farms

Damn, yeah we the whales swimmin next to minnows

Hear Lo checkin' in, you know it's damage to these instrumentals

Rappers gettin killed off, sorry, murder was incidental

Been offensive since I decided to use these pens and pencils

For my benefit, want some? Let's get into it

Y'all ain't seen someone this bright since Thomas Edison, it's evident

Y'all ain't bout nothin if you don't cheddar-get

Have em' hung on each word like Barack Obama said this the shit

Yeah, I'm gettin carried away

What else is new, these fuckers dare me to play

These are scarier days, we ride wild as y'all

Some terriers tame, we splash from deep like Steph & it's Klay, motherfucker

Perfect rhythm, all they listen, sittin politickin

I've been stricken by the arm and hammer back when Pac was glisten

Thor with Odin mixin, pullin plates from solid portions

Past the rocket chain reaction like I'm home with fortunes

J&O, just like curry at every line

Penne, ramen, vendors, Zanzis, architects, defecting minds

Think out the box, put some holes in your soul like rocks

Rappers turn trappers, never back to the truth, such a shock

Y'all can't stomach it like tummy tucks

Y'all run the lock to an empty rut, I'll crop it top, leave your belly up

So quit the belly achin, you bitches steady complainin

I'm in the booth always ready and aiming, ain't no gamin

A lion prying through you sheep, it's the mark of the beast

Sparking unleashed these evil ways through the mic when I speak

Rappers a bunch of shit dudes, can't wait to hit you

This Blast Brothers back to crash others, what y'all wanna do

Fuck