Won Take

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Storm (Gang)

Im the best of the lyrical rappers
Im the best at becoming a master

(Yeah!)
I'm tripping
Cooking up white in the kitchen
Bitches they tell me I'm gifted
Slapping a homer, Simpson
(POW)
Lyrically Storm gon kill it
Yeah,
Storm is the Latest new nigga in town
Coming to VA performing for clout,
I'm independent these lil niggas pay for promotions
Grew up with nothing you know I and stole it
Uh
My baby mother will never be into that hoe shit (Facts)
We got two kids that's inside of my mind
know that lil girl gotta focus
(Right)
Yeah
Knocking her out with no Lil MAC
Ever since jump know it been a wrap
Literally write bout the same thing
Niggas don't hear me I'm changing
Lyrically going through phases
Taking bout shit that I hated
No cap really gonn make it
(I am)
You want a bag baby show me
Grabbing my life by the horns and the others just go with the flow
(Wavy)
Loving the way that shes shaking her backside all over the floor
(Yeah Shake it)
Uh,
Wrapped in off white & I swear that these niggas just call me the pope
(Facts)
Need me to make up some lyrics so give me a couple of minutes for sho
(Damn)
EVERYTIME I get on something you getting in tune like your watching a show
Got me the love of my life so I cannot just Talk to these bitches no more
I
Run up the money
10 Racks in a tote
Giving my baby girl 5 for the most
She needs some more she can hit up phone
Baby In school and she stick to her notes
Lemme get off of that topic
So
1700, this Louis the coat
Real nigga shit know I'm lit I don't boast
Call me the cuz cause I chill with some loccs
Fuck with the bloodies niggas blow!
(Shoutout Dae)
Storm a machine he be fixing up everything
Couple of friends with irrelevant enemies
Niggas not running a bag you not telling me
They making more money nigga you chatting B !
Yeah Yeah
(Wave Wave Wave)
I'm tripping
Cooking up white in the kitchen
Bitches they tell me I'm gifted
Slapping a homer, Simpson
Lyrically Storm gon kill it
(Yeah)

One take Drake in that shit too man
Hahahahaha