Streak-Free Fraud
· 2:15 · 5 plays · v2.2
- boom bap
- hardcore hip hop
- underground rap
- east coast hip hop
- gangsta rap
- 2020s
- battle rap
Lyrics
Chorus
You out here flexin with your Windex spray
Think you’re clean but we know you fade away
You buffin glass while I’m out gettin paid
Who you foolin? You ain’t hard, you just lookin for stains
Intro
Step up, say something, I'm ready for war
You obsessed with that bottle, can't settle the score
Verse 1
Wipin down the windows, you call it your grind
I'm breakin through ceilings, you're stuck on a shine
You rinse and you wipe, stayin clear for the views
But that glass ain’t protection when you pick and you choose
You see through your habits, transparent as ever
I’m built for the struggle, you light as a feather
You polishin spots, I'm exposin your soul
Put down that rag, you're losin control
Chorus
You out here flexin with your Windex spray
Think you’re clean but we know you fade away
You buffin glass while I’m out gettin paid
Who you foolin? You ain’t hard, you just lookin for stains
Verse 2
You brag about streak-free, but your record is whack
I’m breakin down doors, you just clean up the crack
Your shine is synthetic, I’m street with the real
It’s grime and the hustle, not envy you feel
Your wipes never last, you keep runnin it back
You vanish like vapor when pressure attacks
You stuck in reflections, obsessed with a glare
I step in the room, and nobody cares
Chorus
You out here flexin with your Windex spray
Think you’re clean but we know you fade away
You buffin glass while I’m out gettin paid
Who you foolin? You ain’t hard, you just lookin for stains
Chorus
You out here flexin with your Windex spray
Think you’re clean but we know you fade away
You buffin glass while I’m out gettin paid
Who you foolin? You ain’t hard, you just lookin for stains
Verse 2
You brag about streak-free, but your record is whack
I’m breakin down doors, you just clean up the crack
Your shine is synthetic, I’m street with the real
It’s grime and the hustle, not envy you feel
Your wipes never last, you keep runnin it back
You vanish like vapor when pressure attacks
You stuck in reflections, obsessed with a glare
I step in the room, and nobody cares
Chorus
You out here flexin with your Windex spray
Think you’re clean but we know you fade away
You buffin glass while I’m out gettin paid
Who you foolin? You ain’t hard, you just lookin for stains
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