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MICROWAVE RAP

by Yung Outlet

on ELECTRICITY FLOW (2020)

[Dialogue]
Oh my god, dude, I'm so fucking hungry. Ugh. I need some popcorn right fucking now dude
(Xonthebeat)
Let's go

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm icier than Jack Frost, how much you think my whip cost? (how much)
Been pulling strings and moving things, a mastermind like Rick Ross
It's clear that you just broke, I dive back in and take a stroke
I ain't afraid to get my feet wet, my designer ain't a joke

Yeah, I'm rich-- it's true
That strip? It's blue
All this Gucci and Versace, that shit come straight from the loom (fresh)
Yeah, you said I wouldn't make it but you said that way too soon (skrt skrt)
To be honest, I been balling ever since I left the womb

You can see that I been dunking, you ain't even touch that rim (nope)
I put my money over thots, that's why you'll never catch me simp (simp nation)
Call me Tom Brady or Michael Jordan, all I do is win (win)
My bank account a run-on sentence while your shit looks like a pin, yeah

[Dialogue]
Has the popping stopped, do you think?

[Verse]
The popping never stops when I'm around, like amylase I break it down
You know that I'm a master of this shit and y'all just act like clowns (honk honk)
Nobody come from my home town, in life you either swim or drown--

[Dialogue]
Do you think I should take it out yet? Nah, I'm gonna leave it in a little bit more, I think. I'll just leave it in a little bit more. I mean shit, what's the worst that could happen, right?

[Verse]
You tried to rush with your new album now we call that shit a fumble (recovered)
And who's heard of you, or thinks you're good? I'm Tinder and you're Bumble
I yelled out "hey Google, tell me who's the motherfucking best!"
And that lil thing said back to me, "it's clearly you, there's no contest" (true)

Soon these racks will fill my room and I'll have shelf space for my plaques
And I don't mean the kind a dentist cleans, they'll stop you in your tracks (they will)
I'm bout to go crazy like a colonist with a new tax
And how come all these kids be hatin' me just cus I'm spitting facts? (no printer)

I've been making gains in the game, yeah we call that shit a first down
Think my private jet just landed, call that shit a touchdown
Skin is pale, but you'll never catch me ghost writing
And don't fucking say that you the best, that rapping crown is my thing, yeah

[Dialogue]
Dude, it's fuckin' burnt. The popcorn's fucking burnt, ugh. Fuckin- ugh. Guess the track was too fire, huh? Guess the song was too fire. Well, that's what you fuckin get