
Song
Scroll Season
Yoshida Yoshi · 6 plays
male rap vocals, energetic hip-hop, playful wordplay, clever puns, confident flex, tech references, cool vibe, fast-paced flow
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah
Scroll season
Yoshi on the timeline
Look—
Verse
I don’t chase clout, I let the clout chase me
Cloud so high but the bars stay hazy
Data on my side, I don’t mean maybe
When I back it up, it’s storage, not a baby
I’m on a roll—camera rolling, sushi flex
Raw with the lines, that’s a tuna complex
Checks on my mind like I’m playing chess
But I cash out kings, that’s a royal flush text
Double tap, I don’t double back
Trouble stacks when the hustle rap
Got drive—USB how I plug the track
Too lit—EDM when I dub the facts
I flip scripts like thrift shops
Drip drop but I don’t flop
Big top, I’m a ring leader
Three rings like a phone feature
Triple entendre, I sponsor the mantra
Conquer the contra, I’m calm as a sauna
Hot but cool, that’s paradox posture
“Can you top this?” I’m top-tier—topper
Independent like Wi-Fi off
Still connect dots when the signal lost
I pay my dues but I never get taxed
IRS— I “Earn Respect” from the tracks
Pre-chorus
They scrolling but they stuck now
Hooked like it’s a punchline punch out
Funny how I run it when I walk in
Moonwalk smooth, still sun out
Chorus
I’m trending, no blender, I mix it organic
They panic—titanic—my wave is Atlantic
I’m viral, spiral, but keep it hygienic
This beat going dumb but the rapper’s a genius
Ha-ha, he-he, I tee off like golf
No cap, just C’s when I sail these thoughts
Clock in, tick-tock, big watch don’t stop
If time is money then I’m rich off bars
Rich off bars—(cellular service!)
Rich off bars—(lawyer nervous!)
Rich off bars—(snack machine!)
I’m feeding the block with a punchline purpose
Verse
I stay sharp—HD edge
Cut scenes clean, that’s a hedge on hedge
Talking bread but I loaf in peace
Whole grain hustle, never fold or crease
I’m a big deal—no coupon needed
Two sides to me—both undefeated
I plant seeds, that’s word to my roots
But I branch out heavy when I shoot my shoots
Zoom in—focus lens
Close friends but I ghost the trends
Make cents, common sense
Make dollars from commas and comments and cents
That’s triple—
Money talk, grammar flex
Period—full stop, camera checks
Frame the game, I picture profit
Negative space? I still stay positive
I’m booked and busy—library cool
Got chapters on how to bury my rivals
Title wave when I surf the web
They streaming tears, I’m streaming titles
Bridge
Okay, okay, okay
I’m sweet sixteen but I’m grown grown
Got keys to the game—no ringtone
They press my buttons, I sew seams
Stitch flow, high fashion with no loans
I’m “current”—that’s electric presence
Past tense rappers, I present the present
Future proof with the proof in pudding
If life’s a gamble, I’m good with booking
Chorus
I’m trending, no blender, I mix it organic
They panic—titanic—my wave is
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