Doomsday (feat. NatsirT & Squeegee)
Beanie Mike
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My squad, too strong Work hard, boots on Might some beats like a mukbang Might blow up like a nuke thang Might pull up with a new thang Can't call her no boo thang I get cream like Wu Tang I get cream like Wu Tang Heyyy heyyy Pulling up we outside Pulling up and I slide Pulling up a new ride Pulling up we don't hide They ain't from the other side I can see into the lies I just look into the eyes I'm a different type of guy I'm a different type of breed This a different type of read This a different type of beat This one moving my feet sheesh This a different type of dream There's a difference I can see I be chasing my goals Rap and getting Mom a home You be switching your roles Getting bread I got rolls Got bread like I chose From the concrete I rose Imma get it on my own Only me and God knows Imma do it for the team Homies know the squad goals That's the way the squad rolls That's the way the squad rolls My squad, too strong Work hard, boots on Might some beats like a mukbang Might blow up like a nuke thang Might pull up with a new thang Can't call her no boo thang I get cream like Wu Tang I get cream like Wu Tang Heyyy heyyy This a different type of verse This the one that I rehearse I'm the best at my worst I don't care who did it first Cause I know I did it best I could say it with my chest That's a different type of flex Now I'm coming at ya neck I don't even need a check Uh yeah Big cocky no humble Bumble bee I stung you Dirty clothes I flung her Back shit up no plunger I'm a different type of nigga Black slender type of figure Legendary type of nigga Shawty sexy, oh my gosh, take your clothes off Spotlight, I'm that guy, Imma show off Cocaine, nose wet, snort your nose off Gang with me by my side Imma go off All lessons, never no loss F*ck a nine to five, Imma rouse by numbers Like Jacoby Jones, I catch no fumbles I love the cookie, don't let it crumble I love the rapping, don't let me mumble Uh yeah Think Imma switch the flow Super size it McHoe Sit on me make it squish Pussy water like swish Flow crazy Imma switch Flank now you little bitch I'm out of here big fish I'm so broke at test I guess I had to progress I coulda been broke unless I had to possess some talent And also the balance You niggas wilding And while you stressing bout the ballot I be on Fallon and whip the talon With the dragons, can you imagine 40 dancers on the table, they table dancing No table manners, peanut butter I had to jam it Before I planned it, it moved like freezer Destroy the planet, it's Planet Namek Now back at it Shawty in the back she sniffing crack just like a crack addict Know some boys who like the violence, they might take some cracks at it I'm on all these drugs, but she's my only bad habit My squad, too strong Work hard, boots on Might some beats like a mukbang Might blow up like a nuke thang Might pull up with a new thang Can't call her no boo thang I get cream like Wu Tang I get cream like Wu Tang
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Written by: Jason Ramharakh, Michael Arjun, Tristan Kenley
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