Lyrics

Watch how I come ya better stay on the run Gimme a job and consider it done You settle for two well I'm coming for one Hollow is heat look out for the sun Holy bars call me a nun I'm sticking like gum A literal king I have become My reign has begun Ya know the opps are dumb they got me like Ummm They hating the car They hating the chains They hating the bars They hating the gains Don't know who you are What is your name You are subpar We are not the same I went and got a couple of plays Now they saying I changed Ya better stick to your game Ya better stay in your lane Hollow is flames I'm claiming the game And I'm not leaving the same You can't rap just cause you throw stacks in caskets Blowin' money on gucci jackets Take your grills lyrical magnet Steal your words lyrical bandit Take the shit if I want it I grab it Fiending for the shit if I want it I have it Yeah I'm just a superhero I'm running after da shit like Robert De Niro Couple a kings chasing after the dinero Fuckin it up even if pockets are zero Searchin for a villian fiending for the evil You better watch out, watch out for your people Wanna take a ride til I got no service But the time is now so I better get working Sorry for yall, Imma just keep chirping I want it all so Imma keep serving Music for lunch, trendy just like brunch Top ten ya know I'm on my way up Hit up your mom and I tell her wassup Cause we got something real and she bout to pull up Too easy better get on your hunt Cause I'm ravaging shit like I'm Atila the hun Y'all are doing too much ha Ya feel me? I'm cool as fuck Kick the door like a king Bout to do work Carrying the team Yeah it made my back hurt Took it to the next level, went and joined the SVNS Splashin like Drexler double eleven The lab like Dexter nothing but net it My ex real busy she stay on dm'ing Can't give in and I can't afford to let it She gon have to take if I said it I said it You don't want a problem with me Graphite or lead What's that a pencil But I'll make sure that you're dead Put these lyrical bullets into a pistol Better watch out I'm licensed to kill Linked up with Bond we might bail Not leaving prints, not leavin' a trail Take your corpse Stop it fore it hits the morgue Don't need degrees I skip the course You were tripping you were misinformed Watch your step watch how you move Cause I'm not a six god but I got the views Gotta have a plan on what to do Cause if you don't then you're fuckin' screwed Hit the nail on the head there's your proof That I'm not a hero but I got a super suit Cause my shit real cold my shit real mean I want my leather filled with blues and greens I had people that hated I'm on the come up now So there's no debating Weren't fuckin with me Dont ask for shit Cause that's what you're gonna get yo Dont step on my feet Unless you want beef And you can flow on a beat Cause this shit a grand prix A competition Ignorants cats Aren't in my league Not an honorable mention You can't fuck with me If I spend a rack I could get it back If I'm eating it's a feast Ion fuck with snacks Cuz a little debbies Not really filling when I'm aching for millions Not stopping there I'm going for billions Kick the door like a king Bout to do work Carrying the team Yeah it made my back hurt Took it to the next level, went and joined the SVNS Splashin like Drexler double eleven The lab like Dexter nothing but net it My ex real busy she stay on dm'ing Can't give in and I can't afford to let it She gon have to take if I said it I said it Kick the door like a king Bout to do work Carrying the team Yeah it made my back hurt Took it to the next level, went and joined the SVNS Splashin like Drexler double eleven The lab like Dexter nothing but net it My ex real busy she stay on dm'ing Cant give in and I can't afford to let it She gon have to take if I said it I said it
Writer(s): Garrett Hampton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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