Hip Pop - Lunice

Microwave popcorn ass niggas…

Legend…

Nigga I’m young with dough

Leather on my headrest

Big chain hangin from a nigga necklace

That fresh kill ya, atlas fire

Weak niggas wanna retire, there’s none flyer

Red to the sky bruh

I could porbably buy her

You rappin with a big nose but I am not a liar

No Pinocchio, ho’s catch the holy ghost

When they see L, fresh as hell

If you want the crowd rocked, I’mma have to tax you

Fly the boy out, hotel in my rack stupid

Before I hit the stage, I’m a have the stacks too

I don’t want your bitch, pussy smell like catfish

Nigga’s really mad, man, I’ve been had the rap true

Cheez, nigga, cheez, nigga check the steez

Shout outs to the Based God, bless my sneeze

Tablecloth on my balls, she on her knees

Big screen nigga

I got a heavy tell em

I’m a legend so that’s legendary

Cold world so I keep my face extra hairy

Cold ghost on my neck and he extra heavy

Nigga I’m hot, not in the skybox

Cuz in the game posted up like a tripod

Never been the robot, homey I’m a alien

I’m tired like a closed notch, you boys are so not

But I forgive you, you so trash it’s sinful

Back so rap hold cash like pimps do

What’s on the menu, got a blind ho like can-do

I got a blind ho like candle

See I’m with maxie, we can kick it like jackie

She a runner, we have a track meet

In school, I wasn’t the man on campus, see

I was more like the man with the sandwich, b

Legend…

Microwave, popcorn-ass niggas!