Lyrics:
for the kill
Yeah I hit him still with that big big big big bang
Hit em with a one two, yo, what's poppin
I got some brand new drip that I'm rocking
I
different like quarterbacks at a closed scrimmage
They gon' blitz us but ain't no way that they gon' hit us
I'm so elusive, so my niggas be goin' through it
Because like a ghost
I'll probably disappear at random
I'm on a rant bru the presence of evil Santa
Manta Ray that can't be canceled
Brain is scrambled,
We be be underground like a mutant, call up Raphael for a few hits
On a new level like I'm Isaac, and I'm binding rhymes like a sidekick
And my work
You would be the coldest alive if I died tonight
But that ain't the case, so the title belong to I
You wanna take the title away, shit, come and try
copy cats, not Roger that
American dads up in my wallet
pockets Christopher Wallace
Balmain Jeans what I'm walking
I'm Osiris that be saucin
Got these
to Pluto?
I said, "Of course!"
But if you ain't a sweety indeedy, I won't endorse
Hans Solo 'til I'm hit by the bullet, so may the force
Be with you,
With my tipsy eyes, be at the club at the party
And my word the wise is
Better move ya body
[Hook:]
Keep watchin us
Now gimme some will power, Bacardi
on bro'nem to max out
Every show that I get, it be packed out
Five K for your teeth, you got ripped off
Spent a hundred thousand on mine
Crack a smile just
Nothin' but head busta...thats who I roll wit'
Hangin' from coppers wit' choppers givin' a fuck..we hit
Bitch...dem boys at war in the nolia
Niggas be
into triggers
Wrist so cold that I’m felling anemic
Skrr skrr yeah my foreign be screeching
Talkin’ mess have u dead by the weekend
My hitters don't play
break up the pieces and does the best decide
Hit ya with that pesticide
I keep ya man, ya milli' - legacy loaded by my side
I'm killin' these wise guys
I will be legend I'm bringing it back
Gotta nice bitch on the couch and we chillin
She know that I'm bouta eat her like a snack
Life is a marathon
I
We just want to pull up in the full flex
Louis Vuttons with the Rolex
Girls be looking at me like who’s that
The boys even say that’s a cool cat
All
for this jit, I rarely miss when I be opp huntin'
Them niggas talkin' all that shit in the studio, but never shot nothin'
I never ever dropped a album
impacting the passions we prouder
By actually acting like active attractions adapted
And seem to just scratch and scream louder
How you could be so fantastic
think they need some Prozac
We the hottest thang in the market and you know that
Yo b**ch chose us, and she don't wanna go back
We stackin big faces
That's some we're working on, like, production really
Hell
You know I'm saying, we've been, that's, the time on our last album
That's what we've been
rocks in the lake
So my ripples go far beyond
No matter how many takes
Some day I'll be on a page
Outta space
And my drops will become big hits leaving
and they
Get played entirely
We done pledged allegiance
To that greed it's so egregious
I'm upheaving at these heathens
Sickened by their very being
Their
my back like some school teachers
And be checkin' for me in the streets
So they can listen to me real good
And go and make a ? that beat
Now
of women
But you from my dreams, ay will you come true?
I know about a show that we can catch,
Some R&B and rap, ay you should come thru"
She said, "uh, I
hands tied
Now change your attitude, before you get cracked from different latitudes
By kids that are mad at you � they expect gratitude
I'll
a chance then all the years will keep on flashing
Change of heart like Kylo Ren brand new year I'm going in
I drop an album it's a ten it took some time
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