Rap Michael Phelps - Yung Simmie

I kill a motherfucker with a sword

Pull up on a nigga when I’m bored

Soon as you open the door

The smoke is galore

Bad bitches all on the floor

She fucking want more

My niggas is thuggin' is nothin'

Pistols is bustin, you runnin'

I been about hundreds, hundred

Fuck it I go huntin'

Smokin' pine like I burned down the forest

And you can’t ignore it

The kush see I blow it

You pussy I know it

You rookie, I pro it

Yo' bitch got chosen

Now she blowin', O’s and taken pose

The coke is in the nose

And she feelin' pretty so she pose

I’m sippin drank 'till I dose, off

I’m my own boss

I can’t take a loss, Rick Ross

We stop, smoke break then I’m back to the cake

I’ve been on my hustle can’t wait

A skinny nigga but I’m still a heavyweight

And I look like my moms in the face

If you ever try my mom then my palms in your face

Bitch, I go deep you in the lake

I pull off in the G, fuck brakes

I gotta keep it 103 fuckface

Imma roll me up a fatty, that’s a blunt to the face

I got yo' bitch, blowin' me up

But, I gotta keep it movin' ain’t no slowin' me up

Simmie be that nigga when he rap he throw up

I prefer, 2 cups, 2 blunts, and 4 sluts

I post up, like a bball game

I ain’t talkin' toothpaste but I got aim

Step on your toupée cause yo' top off

Boy you need to catch up, cause I been had sauce

Nigga think he on he will get knocked off

Bitch, I am the gatekeeper, ain’t no gettin' locked out

I know I’m a vet got time on my belt

I hope you got yo' heater cause mines on my belt

I fly by myself

Cause if I do the crime, I do time by myself

You just lied to yourself

I’ve been in that water, the rap Michael Phelps