Numbers-wise, I'm out of here, you not f***in' creepin' up
Money-wise, I'm out of here, you not f***in' sneakin' up
Out in Tokyo, big in Japan…
https://www.instagram.com/just_tokyo?igsh=MXUyYnloZzZocHYwNg==
Drake really the real Mr. Steal Your Girl
Ima ridicule that s*** idc
Most of em zionists too, they deserve all the smoke
Most of them Zionists????
So you don't even know what you're talking about either. That s*** super corny, and y'all niggas proudly reuse the same joke. Of course y'all corny
Can’t remember the last time Drake got this much love on Twitter fr lol
been a while
This bar is even better now lol
https://twitter.com/voxmaus/status/1779246117919584746 
Drake really the real Mr. Steal Your Girl
told him he'd never be as big as trey songs and he said hold on lemma become him
Drake diss track made more noise then Midtro and Future 43 songs pack of ass albums
before we dont trust you was released of course
nah it’s clearly after with the XO, Ross, and Cole disses
This bar is even better now lol
https://twitter.com/voxmaus/status/1779246117919584746is that Blanket?
if Whitney actually cheated with a bodyguard/jay rock its best for kendrick to leave this alone
Lmao is the “Jay Rock is the bodyguard” theory coming exclusively from a rando’s tweet?
Respect isn't competition though, competition in the neighborhoods came through J Edgar Hoover and Reagan but that's another story
dawg i’m talking about rappers getting on the same tracks and tryna out bar each other, not even necessarily beef and street s***
Chunkz about to recruit the boy to the beta squad
This bar is even better now lol
https://twitter.com/voxmaus/status/1779246117919584746Just stupid how well that bar works
Kendrick so the greatest rapper of all time sorry big dog
“My fans can't wait for me to son ya punk-ass
And crush ya whole lil' s***
I'll Big Pun ya punk-ass, you a scared lil' b****
Tiptoein' around my name, nigga, you lame
And when I get at you, homie
Don't you just tell me you was just playin'
"Oh, I was just playin', K-Dot
C'mon, you know a nigga rock witchu, bro"
Shut the f*** up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh, you don't wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin' out before the vehicle crash, I'm on a roll
Yellin', "One, two, three, four, five
I am the greatest rapper alive"
So damn great, motherfucker, I've died
What you hearin' now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach, nigga (Facts)
A condo in Compton, I'm still in reach, nigga (Facts)
I'm fresh out the water, I'm 'bout to breach, nigga
The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, mo' cars, mo' lears
Mo' bars, no peers, no scars, no fear—fuck y'all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers
You know what the risk is
Earthed in ditches, your body revertin' to stiffness
The whole world gone mad
Bodies is addin' up, market's about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, b****es is fake bad
Blacks that act white, whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump
Know how we feel, punk—tell him that God comin'
And Russia need a replay button, y'all up to somethin'
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America's truth ain't ignorin' the votes
It's blasphemy, how many gon' blast for me?
I prophesized on my last song, you laughed at me
But when the s*** get brackin', don't you ask for me
How many leaders gon' tell you the truth after me?
G Malone, big bro, kudos to him
I was two O's from a M, tryna be big as Em
Thirty millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You lookin' at me in Chucks, I'm lookin' at y'all suits
Me and Top Dawg playin' rock-paper-scissors in court
A real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it's like that, dropped one classic, came right back
'Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on a ice pack
With TOC, you see the flames
In my E-Y-E's—it's not a game
And the whole world is goin' mad, daddy, it's sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca on trial tryna portray a boxer
Beatin' up on my niggas while the CO's watch him
Tables turned, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you 'bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate witcha team and let victory vouch you
Just know, the next game played I might slap the s*** out you
Technical foul, I'm flagrant, I'm foul
They throwin' me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, they— (Naw, I don't like that)
Look at my smile, I'm smirkin'
Calm but urgent (That ain't the style, f***!)
So many verses, you live in denial (Fuck!)
So many verses, I never run out (What?)
You makin' him nervous, the music is loud
Ho, JAY-Z Hall of Fame, sit yo' punk-ass down!
(Sit yo punk-ass down)
So that means you ain't bigger than rapping (What else?)
So that means no more playin' the back scenes (What else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (What else?)
My name is identified as "That King"
I'll let y'all worry 'bout a list, I'm on some other s***
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y'all got 'til April the 7th to get y'all s*** together”
Crine not one quotable
Can’t remember the last time Drake got this much love on Twitter fr lol
the papiconda leak
nah it’s clearly after with the XO, Ross, and Cole disses
I meant before we STILL dont trust u. confusing ass album names