PROVIDES

[Verse]

Had obsessions all my life

Wanna cut ‘em with a knife

Yeah I know it ain’t right

I just feel it inside

Sometimes I feel like the whole world wanna fight, ignite

Imma light your whole block up in the night, alright

They can’t put out my light

And they know it when they see me, well, it’s on sight

You got Sketchers on your feet, look like fucking Lite Brite

Can you drop another single soon? Yeah I just might

Yeah I just might

Probably will

Get your gang fucking killed

Get your gang fucking spilled

Go and sign a fucking deal

Y’all are fake, I am real

Never understood all the thoughts in my head

Been so many timеs, think I’m better off dead

Yеah, you can text, imma leave you on read

Never really cared what the fuck I said

Over it now, imma get to the bread

Still live my life with a sense of dread

Feel like they’re gonna put some lead in my head

So I move carefully, lightly I tread

Think I need that verse? What a motherfucking joke

Going in for the bag, but you motherfucking choke

Maybe just from the start, should’ve told me you’re afraid

Oh Lord, please forgive me, but damn I’m getting brave

[Chorus]

Cause I got the inches that yo ass couldn’t provide

Already got yo addy now I’m bouta come and slide

All you pussies scared, I can see it in your eyes

Lunch Ladiez for life, Lunch LadieZ ‘till I die

I’m bouta heat you up, like a slice of apple pie

Dawg you ugly as fuck, making little kids cry

Try not to get murked while you’re still young and spry

Cause you can’t enjoy life, after you die

You think you can join the myknees-oisie?

Ain’t got what it takes to join my posse

This man ain’t up to Los Pollos standards

All my boys stay cocking hammers

Y’all gotta learn some fucking manners

Myknees is supreme, raise the banner

Come stay the night in the myknees manor

Making hella beats like a damn programmer
[Verse 2]

Needed one more verse

Know I put in the work

Put yo ass in a hearse

Now yo bitch wanna twerk

I’m still so down to Earth

Can’t define my worth

Been the shit since birth

I have so much mirth

Isn’t it obvious that you do not impress me?

I mean the state of your streaming numbers is honestly depressing

If you ever need a feature, just give me a call

They be pulling out the phone like it’s Better Call Saul

I just took your hoe shopping, treated her in the mall

She was talking all about how you too damn small

Didn’t wanna have go in, but fuck it we ball

(Didn’t wanna have go in, but fuck it we ball)

Man I feel like 50 Cent and y’all ain’t worth a fucking nickel

You know that the music slaps, please stop being fucking fickle

Always make a splash, y’all boys can’t make a ripple

With your bitch, feeling slick, sucking on her fucking nipple

[Chorus]

Cause I got the inches that yo ass couldn’t provide

Already got yo addy now I’m bouta come and slide

All you pussies scared, I can see it in your eyes

Lunch Ladiez for life, Lunch LadieZ ‘till I die

I’m bouta heat you up, like a slice of apple pie

Dawg you ugly as fuck, making little kids cry

Try not to get murked while you’re still young and spry

Cause you can’t enjoy life, after you die

You think you can join the myknees-oisie?

Ain’t got what it takes to join my posse

This man ain’t up to Los Pollos standards

All my boys stay cocking hammers

Y’all gotta learn some fucking manners

Myknees is supreme, raise the banner

Come stay the night in the myknees manor

Making hella beats like a damn programmer[Outro]

And this song is not about you, it’s about an idea

I stay bringing out the darkness like my first name is Rhea

Your time is running out, so imma just say “See ya”

Time to play the game better, I was the first one here

LMFAO myknees you think you is a rapper

Don’t even have to raise my finger if I wanna tap her

Your relationship ends when I snap my fuckin’ fingers

And your ex man looking like kid named Finger