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letra de potato salad freestyle - ishmael

i’m from that small city, boss city
know i keep the sauce with me
balling my whole life, in 9th grade i played varsity
cost to be this sick that’s why i got this barf in me
then spit it up on a fit, they know my fits been ill
i rock thrills like i’m at six flags still
that bathing ape make my banana get peeled
she love it when i reveal
you got drip, but my drip is distilled
word to mommy, just dsani’d the grill
these cotton candy stones, i walk around with a sweet tooth
threw on the gucci socks cuz the comme dunks is see-through
i see through you lame n-ggas tryna do what we do
i’m the sh-t my pr-nouns are pee/yew
ay i’m that n-gga, capiche
been off the leash
ya girl waiting on me, want to get my tip, like receipt
and we can’t compete cuz
i’m too elite
so it’s rare for me and you n-ggas to beef
and my steak is waygu
my estate is castle
well one day, my place be big as shaq’s shoe
i ran track too, so it’s nothing to overlap you
carrying gold medals in the prada satchel, n-gga i’m that dude
i’m top 2, but 1 on ya girl favorite list
she love me cuz i smell like louis and comme fragrances
do i look like i rock old spice
no i’m that n-gga in them 85 old school nikes
my vocals are bright, told rico get my pro tools right
my focus is tight, like carl ziess locked on a leica n-gga
that millimeter ain’t 35 it’s 9
and that double dos’ll rip through ya spine
it isn’t mine, but my n-ggas always make sure i’m fine
i keep my mind on the money
then i split up the pie
this for my guys, this for my city, this sh-t for the 5
490 high-way in my range rover ‘05
nah it’s a four but i had to find some sh-t that would rhyme
i’m in my mother f-ckin prime till the day that i die
this sh-t forever, birds of feather flock but they hate that i’m getting better
we from the same city but ain’t cut from the same leather
my drip wetter, pause that
saint laurent boots all black
like mf doom everything i do is f-cking all caps
that’s capital not cap like you n-ggas lacking all in ya raps
i’m laxing in a saddle 458 that my brother grabbed
my latitude is maximal so i walk with an attitude
a 2k player with perfect attributes is how i’m balling
born with a spaulding
i’m finna toss it to benny baller
big fishes keep the water on’em
got out my deal shout my lawyer he real
now i’m running up the bill, only way amma heal
labels had me in my feels, now they want me foreal
tell’em i’ll take a couple mil and that number’s a steal

- ishmael

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