FAKE VLONE
[Verse]
Hop on the beat and I murder it
Never got need for encouragement
Winning the tournament
Telling these hoes just to turn a bit
I'm 'bout to earn this shit
Maybe you should just go learn a bit
Finish what I started
I mario karted
I'm part of your party
Red and white like a Rarri
Blending in like the army
Playing boys like I'm Carti
Look around for better rappers like I go on safari
Too cool for school like it's graduation
You passed the class, congratulations
With my bros, that's relation
Fake rapping, animation (ya)
Samson the master I'm always on top
Thinking you cool when you know you gon' drop
Wait for Supreme when you know you don't cop
Going too long 'til they tell me to stop
With my boy Bruno I'm just on this beat (yah)
Always gon' win, can't go for defeat (what)
Got my attire, you know that it's neat
Accomplish this rhyme, accomplish this feat
Know I'm too fast, I do that
Spit out this new rhyme, this is a new track
I know that you suck, that is a fact
Said you could beat me, you go get a slap
Coming in fast when you just be the ass
Coat designer, you don't got no class
Know Samson knows, you just be a booger
Know that you booty, you don't got no sugar
Dropping subliminals fast as a criminal
Have to rewind it to just hear the syllables
Spitting to fast, go in intervals
Going to fast, never on the minimal
Can't wait for the day you get out my phone (what, what, what, yah)
Get out my face, just leave me alone (alone)
Listen to shay right through my earphones (what, what)
You don't got friends, you don't got VLONE
Gassing you up, you say you got bling
Never forget who gave you a ring
Designer on that, I know we gon' see
Lying 'bout your life, really bitch please
Get on this track, know that it's ending
Message from hoe, know that it's sending
Spanish on tracks, just no comprende
Saying you're Pippen, really I'm MJ
[Outro]
Lord Samson, let's go