Flight School Preps - A Lil More lyrics
rate meI snap, I don’t rap, dope boy swag, I don’t trap
Get new bees, spit old raps
Like nigga I’m nice just know that
The flow that fire like rode that
Anybody hold that burn like your head
Where the stove at
I could get a deal spittin old raps
No dialog either, just thoughts on my notepad
Money calling, they got a ring to it
Hook so hard, gotta sing to it
Everything is catchy, but we’ve been doing
Go figure man, the people just cling to it
Never felt pressure from artists, switch flow, go hardest, I’m artist
Speak well like I graduated harvard
So accomplished and only getting started
[Hook]
Why you think I’m on the beat for?
Because I’m tryina be shining
The girls love a nigga that’s rhyming
Kicking shoes on my feet though
Unless you roll with the preps
And if not, you calculating our style
I hope you got us on repeat, though
Maybe you can’t refuse, prep nation we can’t loose
Then why is feeling incomplete though
Cause they feeless, but we deal this, but you know the deal
Mama told me, never say you can’t
Get up in the kitchen, too hot, you faint
Easy, what the fuck you smoke, you drank
I snap, whenever I do try, do think
And I’m young so I don’t think a lot
After the beat, it don’t take a lot
When they call this, dropped out yeah
My teacher ain’t even make a lot
With not enough, so I thought I’d test my luck
With this rap shit, and like a fat chick singing
Game over, like flip, my shit blinging
Niggas on my dick, I sign you my seamen
Bitches do it too, only difference is they fiending
What they dreaming, and never waking up
Grinding till we signing, now we caking up
And you think you heard the best beat, huh
And they say we got the recipe, huh
[Hook]
Why you think I’m on the beat for?
Because I’m tryina be shining
The girls love a nigga that’s rhyming
Kicking shoes on my feet though
Unless you roll with the preps
And if not, you calculating our style
I hope you got us on repeat, though
Maybe you can’t refuse, prep nation we can’t loose
Then why is feeling incomplete though
Cause they feeless, but we deal this, but you know the deal
The person with nothing to loose is always dangerous
Style you need enough for chill I change it
Self conscious thoughts in my brain, it seems like
We not supposed to know what these dreams like
After the nap brings back, to rappin snap on tracks
Power ball I pass, shit portin my back
Back and forth I will never go
Slide on flow, heefer like the every broke
Director is slim, but the vision is heavy though
And we ain’t stoppin till vision got heavy dough
Dirty sprite inside, outside cherry coke
Ambitious niggas with the wheel of a merry go
Fargo, just bank on me
And this sure that shit yeah fsp
Slide jake and rits, it’s the crew of the year, fuck your thoughts
Middle finger to your temple, playing it simple
[Hook]
Why you think I’m on the beat for?
Because I’m tryina be shining
The girls love a nigga that’s rhyming
Kicking shoes on my feet though
Unless you roll with the preps
And if not, you calculating our style
I hope you got us on repeat, though
Maybe you can’t refuse, prep nation we can’t loose
Then why is feeling incomplete though
Cause they feeless, but we deal this, but you know the deal.
