Letras
(X10)
CGM
(Beam me up Scotty)
Double Tap (ya-yow)
(Supreme)
Savage, ZK
Back to back, we back our straps
Man get whacked
Ayy, look, yo, are you listenin'?
Wet- on his head, had to Christen him
Got done times two, tryna triple him
Take his trip, if he trips, man's rippin' him
If he's-, I'ma catch him and cripple him
Sick of him runnin' the field, no dribblin'
Yo, finna get sent off 'cah I'm kickin' him
Bro, he gon' need a send-off, start dippin' him
This light skin bitch here, she flippin' it
Come to bad man an dwan' talk 'bout lickin' it
Magnum, sippin' it, Rambo, grippin' it
He ran off again, little chicken shit
Yo, I own all my guns I ain't trippin' him
Bro grab a hold of his clothes, start swingin' him
But I'm mortal, show 'em 'bout Kombat
Come back, swing my long shank and finish him
You got a problem, solve that
Aim for his egg, yo, crack it and yoke that
Yo, if he scrambles, fry him and smoke that
You're on the wing, better swing and assault that
Hold that, twenty-one days ain't nothin', you joke man
Yo fam, you're better, no fear, no man
Can't see man that's ten years older
Joker, have your smoke out and turn Yohan
So fam, how can I rate them old men?
Still young but I been out from '010
Told them, "Don't get comfy in Golborne"
They didn't listen we caught 'em and showed 'em
I took their mashes and went off and sold 'em
Multiple splashes, you got left soakin'
Pull up and smoke them
On folknem
If I shoot my shot then I scored in a hundred percent
Man's hittin' it, diggin' it (hittin' it)
Don't come to block it's scary, Insidious
Prince in the West, no William (Insidious)
Dead ting dead, she hideous
Work rate high, tryna get to a million (a million)
Man down, man down, now I'm billin' him