Lyrics:
I’m on Feast Mode, Time to eat mode
I go beast mode, Like I’m Dibo
Stick to the G code, Fly like a VTOL
I turn the heat on, I cause a heat stroke
My
out a Vito
Headshot, now he look like he got chemo
Playing these hoes like a game, BMO
I'm on a killstreak I might call a VTOL (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, Woah
recipe
Big pole, when you meet oblivion say hi for me
VTOL I got air support, bitch I call Starscream
World War Hulk
Who the fuck is stopping me?
Fuck I
throw
Ive been killing shit like I got a VTOL
Can't nobody touch me on these beats hoe
You think you bad but I'm really a beast tho
I get you touched like
VTOL
I just stay elevatin, niggas pop
so you cannot smoke
& Im wit Monzir
Masked up, we tryna make ghosts
I just got the drop from a lil baddie
She
silly, he using a needle
Chop leave you slumped now you stuck in the fetal
We got the drop finna call in my VTOL
Bitch Im three two one and the sequel
Im
heads in headbands
I don't really know why they stay mad yea
Calling on a vtol on your head
Make it rain and make it rain yea
I'm balling and I'm balling
Doritos
Aiming straight up to the top, I’m a pilot this like a VTOL
If you don’t know what stands for you better go back and read more
Cause I’m sick
felt tall, always stood tall
You try to put a target on my back I call a vtol
Opened up to the heat all, under rainfall
Never stopping till you call me
falta VTOL
Sobrevive
Como Robert y su perro
No agachar cabeza
Lo tenemos superao
Sube los stats
Mudafuck
Quien esta
Pa' subir esta
Cuadra con style
cowardly, dog, the force is enormous
Take off like a VTOL with the wicked speed on
That's when my power will rise to the surface
In my eyes is the glowing
""trick"", 'cê' pode chora
Chamei o ""VTOL"" 'pra' 'zua', ""boto tudo os"" clã ""pra mamar""
Chorão ""tudo chama"" de ""hack"", pode reportar minha jogada
cuffing nothing she for the streets
No call of duty do eight streak
Vtol kill the whole team
And I don't want no feelings
Just ya legs up to the ceiling
with the vtol
Chopper gunner hotter than a summer
Merc call it in he looking for the runners
SBMM can't fuck with it
We gon get them dubs in a minute
socks, Jordan baseball
Got a pretty penny, you can call me gumball
I done laid my opps down with a VTOL, yeah
Designer on my body
Yo bitch a fucking
inherit wills
Yeah my daddy was a dog and I inherit skills
VTOL if we tracking kills
We outside, we outside, we outside, we outside
Baby we outside, we
I make money like I work inside an office
I be on my scamming shit, I be on my fraud shit
I be posted up in a VTOL warship
Bitch I'm connected
Yall fuckers make me lose my shit
All the 666 terrorists fuckin oblivous
I pull up inside a vtol warship with gorejit
Fuckin wannabe terrorist suckin up
mit dem Infanteriepanzer
Während mein VTOL Jet vom Himmel aus das Spielfeld abdeckt
Ich bin einer dieser Sniperschützen
Bei dem sie nach ein paar
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