Lyrics
Aye niggas think shit sweet out here
Niggas think that they know me
And they can pull up on me on some sweet shit nigga
Listen
Talk how I walk
Options never stop
Every time I like to pull up everybody drop
Okay sorry I be swerving dodging Bruce Wayne
Okay sorry not a riddle but this here a game
Pushing buttons
You don't really love it
Guess the wrong thing
Gotta take you out disgusting
Repercussions
Nah I never face that
Catch me masked up talking truth
Vigilante act
Get my get back
Lips smack
Love the taste of that
If you dance before you eat
Then I know you fat
Vengeance taste sweet
I'm getting out of shape
Best served cold
I don't run bitch I skate
Get up off me
Get up get up off me
Get up off me
Get up get up off me
Get up off me
Get up get up off me
Get up off me
Off me
Off me
I'm still shopping by the window
And I'm not well known
Don't gotta go innuendo
Cash or credit bitch?
Who you check in with?
We need names
Cross you off the list
Deadshot
I got deadly aim
Sleeping with the fish
Sike
I never heard of you
Grundy gone be yo name
I'm sayin we gone bury you
Get up off me
Get up get up off me
Get up off me
Get up get up off me
Get up off me
Get up get up off me
Get up off me
Off me
Off me
It's way too good to be true
Got too good at the chase now I'm running from you
Codependent
Pursue you just to become a defendant