Fyrl - Rob Taylor

Fuck yo rap list bitch

On yo chick wish list

Imma make a movie nigga you don’t want to miss this

Any nigga hating on my come up will get dismissed

Graced you wit my presence bitch is Christmas

Drake of my city watch time tell

Overcoming all my flaws I will prevail

They don’t want smoke real life jokes

Always tryna do the most

Thinking that they got ahead nigga you ain’t even close

Aiming for the moguls, never really care about the locals

Shooting sky high cause I’m pose to

Pusha To the limit nigga you a walk-in lick

Fuck around get you hit, shit’ll get yo wig split

Stack chips, then I dip, in yo bitch like splish

You gon ride the wave when I start dropping hits

I command attention when I step into the room

Pharaoh waking out the tomb

Shine bright on a mic

I’m the light that the city need

I bleed MKE

Fuck yo list you can never play me

Favoritism on yo list real shady anyway

I can hang with the rest of you niggas anyday

I don’t give a fuck bout what you niggas got to say

Showtime giving all yo top 5 brooms

LoveLustDrug drops soon I’m gone