CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Jackson 5 (Cypher)
"My life's miserable, I just wanna be hit by a MISSILE!"
People scared when I’m on the beat, Abu like the monkey from Aladdin
No Migos but but we take off so your seatbelts must be fasten
No sitcom like Martin but we driving fast in the Aston
All that’s not true but for our dreams we can imagine
I got the ‘preme, all on the fanny
All these haters they can not stand me
I’mma go out on a Lim like I’m Danny
Your b*t*h flat just like Stanley
These boys my sons like Capri
Like Kolin Kaepernick you take a knee
I’m throwing it down like a dunk like I’m Dwight
Like Pop Smoke, I’mma thief in the night
You’ll never go toe-to-toe with me lyrically, trust me
Y’all don’t even have 3 songs out, but recently I’m dropping monthly
All these people bite my style, I call them Ted Bundy
Yeah it’s Mike, but call me Posner, ‘cause I do Cross Country
Yeah, I’m slow, unlike my flow though
‘Cause I make great records like Go-Pro
Your quality go up and down like yoyo
While I beat up the beat, black and blue like popo
They gonna notice me, Posty and Migo
Drake and Meek Mill, you’ll get hit with the R.I.C.O.,
My life not a movie, I’m not Tarantino
‘Cause I don’t do parties like Childish Gambino
I should change my name to Dali, cause I spit like llama
Your album put me to sleep so fast your merch should be pajama
It’s pretty clear that I’m the best, I run this rap sh*t like Marlee
‘Cause I send out more shots than both Lil Jon and the army
Over bars, I don’t throw hands
Your girl wanna slow dance
I simp for Camila Cabello so you know I’m bumpin’ that romance
No sneak diss, I’ll call you out just like a kid who’s absent
I’m like an email with pictures, all my exes got attachments
People scared when I’m on the beat, Abu like the monkey from Aladdin
No Migos but but we take off so your seatbelts must be fasten
No sitcom like Martin but we driving fast in the Aston
All that’s not true but for our dreams we can imagine
I got the ‘preme, all on the fanny
All these haters they can not stand me
I’mma go out on a Lim like I’m Danny
Your b*t*h flat just like Stanley
These boys my sons like Capri
Like Kolin Kaepernick you take a knee
I’m throwing it down like a dunk like I’m Dwight
Like Pop Smoke, I’mma thief in the night
You’ll never go toe-to-toe with me lyrically, trust me
Y’all don’t even have 3 songs out, but recently I’m dropping monthly
All these people bite my style, I call them Ted Bundy
Yeah it’s Mike, but call me Posner, ‘cause I do Cross Country
Yeah, I’m slow, unlike my flow though
‘Cause I make great records like Go-Pro
Your quality go up and down like yoyo
While I beat up the beat, black and blue like popo
They gonna notice me, Posty and Migo
Drake and Meek Mill, you’ll get hit with the R.I.C.O.,
My life not a movie, I’m not Tarantino
‘Cause I don’t do parties like Childish Gambino
I should change my name to Dali, cause I spit like llama
Your album put me to sleep so fast your merch should be pajama
It’s pretty clear that I’m the best, I run this rap sh*t like Marlee
‘Cause I send out more shots than both Lil Jon and the army
Over bars, I don’t throw hands
Your girl wanna slow dance
I simp for Camila Cabello so you know I’m bumpin’ that romance
No sneak diss, I’ll call you out just like a kid who’s absent
I’m like an email with pictures, all my exes got attachments
