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Super Fish (feat. Zik)
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Isaac Thomas Yates
Isaac Thomas Yates
Songwriter
Brenton Michael Morgan
Brenton Michael Morgan
Songwriter

Lyrics

Chillin in the lobby and he had to take a seat Launching into solos never scared of a defeat Hoppin on the bus, boutta drop into some heat Twenty bodies off the drop terra-fish is elite Oh no, wait hold up bro Fish is outta mats, so he's gotta drop low Sniper in the distance, yeah it might be time to go Lasered from the right, keep on bobbin to and fro Got no shield and low hp, getting push by enemies He ain't scared and he stays focused being all that he could be Got some mats out of that tree, place a ramp like a beast Purple pump to the dome, he is sitting comfortably Super fish, super man, super stick When he's in the lobby know that is a win Orange in the face, yeah he's his own race When he's cranking nineties he ain't ever lose pace, ugh Nine left, circle getting small Any other person would prolly drop the ball This kid is spamming rockets, could the might fish fall Heavy snipe between the eyes through the window in his wall Launch pad up to the toppest of the hill Fish is switching up to metal and he knows how to build Golden scar raining down, sweeping up every kill Sent five to the lobby, there is four still Super fish, super man, super stick When he in the lobby know that is a win Orange in the face, yeah he's his own race When he's cranking nineties he ain't ever lose pace, ugh One V One situation on our hands This is who he is, and this is who he am Ooo, that's a body shot Hit badly, one thirty two knocked Now the fish needs a second to heal This silly game has just got real, oo It's a soccer skin pulling up quickly Drinking minis, getting up fifty This is it, it's do or die time Fish is at the three, can he hit a dime Fishstick, fishstick Fish, fish Super fish, super man, super stick No scope with the heavy it's a body shot hit Spraying with the uzi, got a little with the shred Pull out with a pickaxe, hit him one, two, dead Super fish, super man, super stick When he's in the lobby know that is a win Orange in the face, yeah he's his own race When he's cranking nineties he ain't ever lose pace, ugh Victory royale
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