Red Shirt Lyrics

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(Mac Miller - Pittsburgh Kids Get The Biz)
Mariota greatest red shirt, what you never heard?
Imma break it down with words in my simple verse
Studied for a year under The Brain Chip Kelly
Now he breaks records like vinal his enemy
And I aint gotta brag for him, cuz he's adored
If ya seen any Duck game, you've been warned
18 yrs old and he's running the show
I'm OG just 23, from hippie Eugene
My home, my scene, number 1 team
I wash a beat soapy,  nameless, no id (fuck you)
I've been to Hawaii, love the sun they got
Envious cuz 541 isa dank wet spot
Swag for us Oregon ducks, go n look us up
Oh my name? It's Original.Ginger
What's my game? Lyrical spitter
Hustle hard like Mac Miller n team
Most dope team rhyme Neva tame
If the pass ain't there best believe I run it home
That's 90plus yards, from endzone to endzone
No games thrown, years from NFL
Rap I straight own, preschool show n tell
I'm red shirt to this tap game like my name was Mariota
blood red work, west side Darth, I'm Luke's father (UH-TIS)
Like the father of rap on this boom nap track
Intense practice for a year now I make the pass
Quarterback smoking quarter sacks; QP QB
Cue me? I'm OG constantly rolling; no XTC
Hardly drug free, addicted to weed & coffee
Can't stop me name like "woah who's he?"
green & yellow team so swag
Red shit wearin like crusty crab
Takin it under sea to a pineapple casa
Deep bassy rhymes sound’n like mufasa
Not try'n to look to the past but see who we've had
Mixin diction bout Dixion, kill a freestyle or written
flow all beastie, lion to younze kitties (roar)
(Ring ring), where my banana phone at?
Who you be? Whatca call for talkin smack?
Names OG, acryonym like B.I.G. Only I'm skinny
N.O.T.O.R.I.O.U.S., G.I.N.G.E.R. (-fresh-)
Red eyed flight, a high guy
Wyld style like the 80's (-fly)
I kick a OG free, gangsta homies
From Eugene to steel city unite G's
The radio lately is whack pop shit
I spit soda rhymes carbona-ted
Trash is a kind label,
commercial bullshit hater
I DO NOT REPEAT
Style candy sweet
Sugar tooth treat
White coco speech
I walk slow like a G does
Spittn parables like Jesus (angelic chorus)
M'sha la to him and the seal
Biggie's spirit speakn fo real
Hello, am I Biggie? Hell no
This a straight cake OG flo
Mariota pass me that L back
White guy awesome attack
Gotta say I learned from the most dope general
Now I'm openin my shop, ma head goin mental
I met 'Miller once, after his show
Spoke a couple words, chill u know
Wish he wasn't busy cuz I got rhymes to spray
Dome a hash sandwich, honeys get damaged
Ruin'n yo bandwidth, red shirt some real man shit
Like a cherry busted, red shirt ain't that some shit
ain't that some shit...
ain't that some shit...
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