Lyrics

Yeah Move too quickly All that ammo Still can't hit me Beskar Lambo I be moving Armor dripping Off the handle Beskar Lambo Move too quickly All that ammo Still can't hit me Beskar Lambo Armor dripping Off the handle Y'all can't get me Beskar Lambo Yo, shit too real They just think that I got lucky Like all the things I've accumulated just happened for me But I've been on the grind since days when I was broke and hungry I'd run in that convenience store like just keep that engine running Ooh, y'all can hate but, I don't blame ya, I ain't changed up While you care 'bout gettin' love from all the greats, bitch I became one I just say and write what I feel Mandalorian, hunt to kill Got that drive, don't take the wheel I do more on my own than a hundred will Yeah, gas me up and they duplicate it, that's carbon copy Cameras out when I step on the stage, that's paparazzi They wanting more, I guess I'm adored 'cause they keep on knocking Do what I want 'cause I got fans and if I fall they got me Yeah, I been thinkin' my head, might be kinda fucked up Maybe I don't think right, I been doin' this too long Maybe I just need to go and try to take a little me time Feelin' like no one ever get me 'cause I don't ever fit into the box or fall into the design I don't really know what is left to prove But I'ma give a little more and then I'm throwin' up the peace sign Bitch Move too quickly All that ammo Still can't hit me Beskar Lambo I be moving Armor dripping Off the handle Beskar Lambo Move too quickly All that ammo Still can't hit me Beskar Lambo Armor dripping Off the handle Y'all can't get me Beskar Lambo Yo, I know that everyone look at me differently Ain't nothin' new Back in my element, keep it developing Every ingredient put in the stew All of the critics and rappers keep talking But don't have a clue 'bout that life that I've had I do what I do and it's makin 'em mad Like, fuck all the politics, gimme the bag Aye, I think I do what you wish you could and so you hate me Aye, if you knew where I really came from, it's so amazing Aye, used to think that I'd die young from all the drugs I'd take and now I take a beat and give birth to a hit That's pro-creating (yeah) Aye, I know that you wanted to But you could never win like this even if you had double yous I made it from the bottom when everybody was sayin' That no one would ever listen to anything I was goin' through I know it's too soon to say that I'm safe Still got a ways to go but I wait Eatin' everything that goes on my plate And I'm only gonna drive on roads that I pave Aye, heart hop and y'all can put that on the arm tats Like, this the detour, we ain't ever on track I'll just keep stayin' in my own lane, got that? Armor on the whip, throw your shots, watch 'em bounce back Move too quickly All that ammo Still can't hit me Beskar Lambo I be moving Armor dripping Off the handle Beskar Lambo Move too quickly All that ammo Still can't hit me Beskar Lambo Armor dripping Off the handle Y'all can't get me Beskar Lambo
Writer(s): Curtis Steve Martin, Jeff Anton Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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