007

Ehh, just a drink. A martini- shaken, not stirred I must've seen a ghost is that a angel or demon Getting cold as December it's lookin like it's the season I'm MI6 at the agency, I keep it a secret In the snow for a weekend and I ain't freezing What it mean when I be on the team with the weed And a watch on my wrist that I cop for the free? Hunnid bands that u tryna drop on ya teeth Ton of panties I'm tryna drop on the sheets Done advancing till I'm enhancing the beat when I Stand lone man like the wolf Zach G Blues clues Joe don't want no Steve Talking shit bout the past, bitch go ask Jeeves Cuz when I evolve, like a dinosaur I been splitting heads, knocking down the door Like I huff and puff when I slither in Till my lungs are stuffed And I cough em up Took a hunnid bucks then I bet it all And I missed the blow, like a fentanyl Falling down in snow, Imma set it off Let the record show when I said it all like who 007 007 Shaken not stirred 007 007 Yea What do they know Who do they see Call up my phone Quarter to three Make sure you keep it discreet We don't need no company Make sure you gimme the beat Lemme start kickin' a free Lemme start ripping these geeks Put 'em all onto they knees Bring out the whips and the chains Set up ur veins for release Shred em like cheese Fly around the world For a business trip Fuck up on ya girl Seven witnesses And I'm in the shit When I be going so quick that you tryin to dance but your ankle go twist, hit a lick and I split Imma get into my bag Split up a rack and then maybe I'll sip on a 5th Imma go grab me the swag Wave in my rag Hand on my hip Head on ya lips but I isn't your mans And that's legit Bitch 007 007 Bitch I'm James Bond, what you even talking about 007 007 Indo I got a whole lotta problems So I sip moscato Hop in the car and real quick I hit the throttle I drink a fifth of Henny search to solve em at the bottom of the bottle Then I chase it with some vodka And take u through my sorrows Talking to the marijuana 'Cause I ain't got no one else to talk with Yet everybody always talks shit I know I run my mouth but you ain't listen up That's why I'm full of doubts I'm thinking of giving it up On God, I'm fucking serious And I don't think you'd understand what I am Or what kinda man or animal I can be