This bad lil bitch
She really likes poppin' pills
I'm pullin' up to her crib
I'm tryna' see what's the deal
She talking bad on the phone I'm hoping she was for real
I told her don't move to fast she told me to grab the wheel
(She told me grab the wheel)
Godly like Apollo I'm the man on the moon
Beat get murdered like Bravado
Reverb up and I'm in tune
Everything I do they follow, preaching to 'em like a gospel
And I know it's hard to swallow
Spent your rent up on my shoes
First EP wasn't shit I deleted it had to look myself up in the mirror
I was grieving then
Had to make a few changes to myself couldn't see it then
Lost a couple friends that I'll probably never see again
When I'm on top in the dust is where I'm leaving
Know that I'mma make it back in time I wouldn't believe it then
See me in the news I promise that it's still f*ck CNN
Always ridin' for my bros on god I'm never leaving them
Early morning waking up imma hop up out my bed
No time to eat still think about the bread
People turned they back on me had to cut up off they head
Lil snakes dead to me I'm still counting up the deads
(Uh Ooh)
Getting all these checks they some fiends I can see
But I'm coming for they necks
(Uh Ooh)
New fit cost a check Menace jeans and a tee Margiela how I step
(Uh Ooh)
No time to hold your breath, feeling right never wrong
But this shit just took a left
What my dad gave to me know they're blessings never less
Momma told me never trip so I gotta watch my step
Rick Owens on the jeans f*ck around a wear a kilt
Money blue never green shit tall like a stilt
Pockets fat break the seams
Hundreds only like I'm Wilt
And I'm rolling with my team too cold give you chills
Shoot my shot like I keep the mack
Make hits like my name Khalil
I'm balling might need a tech, my shooters like Bradley Beal
Your main girl she hit me up told me that y'all weren't for real
You say that that's all yours
But really I couldn't tell
This bad lil bitch
She really likes poppin' pills
I'm pullin' up to her crib
I'm tryna' see what's the deal
She talking bad on the phone I'm hoping she was for real
I told her don't move to fast she told me to grab the wheel
(She told me grab the wheel)
Godly like Apollo I'm the man on the moon
Beat get murdered like Bravado
Reverb up and I'm in tune
Everything I do they follow, preaching to 'em like a gospel
And I know it's hard to swallow
Spent your rent up on my shoes
If I say it then I mean it really got no time for cappin'
When I listen to their music swear I hear when they be actin'
Can't lie I be hearing all the shit they say about me
But I don't pay attention focused on this money stacking
I do not f*ck with the drama cut it off like I'm Uzi
Young Bull like I'm Brahma and you know I'm rocking Ksubi
Shit hot like a sauna never Tame like I'm Impala
Speakers loud they marijuana
SlimeBall like I'm Nudy
Bull up bih'!
I'm on my jump off shit
Dropping Swanton Bombs, Jeff Hardy with the flip
Prada, Rick, Issey Miyake on the fit
DVEG Bih! Always on some fly shit
Yeah I know this one girl be cappin' to her friends
We was cool but she went and let it get to her head
Don't know what you was thinking all I do is laugh, I'm dead
Don't come and call my phone we can't even make amends
Hit the gas full throttle
Do the dash it going zoom
Fit look like I won the lotto
Rock Watanabe like I'm Junya
You still rocking Aeropostale
See your fit it lookin awful
New girl looking like a model
I'll tell you she like to do
This bad lil bitch
She really likes poppin' pills
I'm pullin' up to her crib
I'm tryna' see what's the deal
She talking bad on the phone I'm hoping she was for real
I told her don't move to fast she told me to grab the wheel
(Ooh)
Godly like Apollo I'm the man on the moon
Beat get murdered like Bravado
Reverb up and I'm in tune
Everything I do they follow, preaching to 'em like a gospel
And I know it's hard to swallow
Spent your rent up on my shoes
Dveg - Apollo Lyrics
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This bad lil bitch
She really likes poppin' pills
I'm pullin' up to her crib
I'm tryna' see what's the deal
She talking bad on the phone I'm hoping she was for real
I told her don't move to fast she told me to grab the wheel
(She told me grab the wheel)
Godly like Apollo I'm the man on the moon
Beat get murdered like Bravado
Reverb up and I'm in tune
Everything I do they follow, preaching to 'em like a gospel
And I know it's hard to swallow
Spent your rent up on my shoes
First EP wasn't shit I deleted it had to look myself up in the mirror
I was grieving then
Had to make a few changes to myself couldn't see it then
Lost a couple friends that I'll probably never see again
When I'm on top in the dust is where I'm leaving
Know that I'mma make it back in time I wouldn't believe it then
See me in the news I promise that it's still f*ck CNN
Always ridin' for my bros on god I'm never leaving them
Early morning waking up imma hop up out my bed
No time to eat still think about the bread
People turned they back on me had to cut up off they head
Lil snakes dead to me I'm still counting up the deads
(Uh Ooh)
Getting all these checks they some fiends I can see
But I'm coming for they necks
(Uh Ooh)
New fit cost a check Menace jeans and a tee Margiela how I step
(Uh Ooh)
No time to hold your breath, feeling right never wrong
But this shit just took a left
What my dad gave to me know they're blessings never less
Momma told me never trip so I gotta watch my step
Rick Owens on the jeans f*ck around a wear a kilt
Money blue never green shit tall like a stilt
Pockets fat break the seams
Hundreds only like I'm Wilt
And I'm rolling with my team too cold give you chills
Shoot my shot like I keep the mack
Make hits like my name Khalil
I'm balling might need a tech, my shooters like Bradley Beal
Your main girl she hit me up told me that y'all weren't for real
You say that that's all yours
But really I couldn't tell
This bad lil bitch
She really likes poppin' pills
I'm pullin' up to her crib
I'm tryna' see what's the deal
She talking bad on the phone I'm hoping she was for real
I told her don't move to fast she told me to grab the wheel
(She told me grab the wheel)
Godly like Apollo I'm the man on the moon
Beat get murdered like Bravado
Reverb up and I'm in tune
Everything I do they follow, preaching to 'em like a gospel
And I know it's hard to swallow
Spent your rent up on my shoes
If I say it then I mean it really got no time for cappin'
When I listen to their music swear I hear when they be actin'
Can't lie I be hearing all the shit they say about me
But I don't pay attention focused on this money stacking
I do not f*ck with the drama cut it off like I'm Uzi
Young Bull like I'm Brahma and you know I'm rocking Ksubi
Shit hot like a sauna never Tame like I'm Impala
Speakers loud they marijuana
SlimeBall like I'm Nudy
Bull up bih'!
I'm on my jump off shit
Dropping Swanton Bombs, Jeff Hardy with the flip
Prada, Rick, Issey Miyake on the fit
DVEG Bih! Always on some fly shit
Yeah I know this one girl be cappin' to her friends
We was cool but she went and let it get to her head
Don't know what you was thinking all I do is laugh, I'm dead
Don't come and call my phone we can't even make amends
Hit the gas full throttle
Do the dash it going zoom
Fit look like I won the lotto
Rock Watanabe like I'm Junya
You still rocking Aeropostale
See your fit it lookin awful
New girl looking like a model
I'll tell you she like to do
This bad lil bitch
She really likes poppin' pills
I'm pullin' up to her crib
I'm tryna' see what's the deal
She talking bad on the phone I'm hoping she was for real
I told her don't move to fast she told me to grab the wheel
(Ooh)
Godly like Apollo I'm the man on the moon
Beat get murdered like Bravado
Reverb up and I'm in tune
Everything I do they follow, preaching to 'em like a gospel
And I know it's hard to swallow
Spent your rent up on my shoes
She really likes poppin' pills
I'm pullin' up to her crib
I'm tryna' see what's the deal
She talking bad on the phone I'm hoping she was for real
I told her don't move to fast she told me to grab the wheel
(She told me grab the wheel)
Godly like Apollo I'm the man on the moon
Beat get murdered like Bravado
Reverb up and I'm in tune
Everything I do they follow, preaching to 'em like a gospel
And I know it's hard to swallow
Spent your rent up on my shoes
First EP wasn't shit I deleted it had to look myself up in the mirror
I was grieving then
Had to make a few changes to myself couldn't see it then
Lost a couple friends that I'll probably never see again
When I'm on top in the dust is where I'm leaving
Know that I'mma make it back in time I wouldn't believe it then
See me in the news I promise that it's still f*ck CNN
Always ridin' for my bros on god I'm never leaving them
Early morning waking up imma hop up out my bed
No time to eat still think about the bread
People turned they back on me had to cut up off they head
Lil snakes dead to me I'm still counting up the deads
(Uh Ooh)
Getting all these checks they some fiends I can see
But I'm coming for they necks
(Uh Ooh)
New fit cost a check Menace jeans and a tee Margiela how I step
(Uh Ooh)
No time to hold your breath, feeling right never wrong
But this shit just took a left
What my dad gave to me know they're blessings never less
Momma told me never trip so I gotta watch my step
Rick Owens on the jeans f*ck around a wear a kilt
Money blue never green shit tall like a stilt
Pockets fat break the seams
Hundreds only like I'm Wilt
And I'm rolling with my team too cold give you chills
Shoot my shot like I keep the mack
Make hits like my name Khalil
I'm balling might need a tech, my shooters like Bradley Beal
Your main girl she hit me up told me that y'all weren't for real
You say that that's all yours
But really I couldn't tell
This bad lil bitch
She really likes poppin' pills
I'm pullin' up to her crib
I'm tryna' see what's the deal
She talking bad on the phone I'm hoping she was for real
I told her don't move to fast she told me to grab the wheel
(She told me grab the wheel)
Godly like Apollo I'm the man on the moon
Beat get murdered like Bravado
Reverb up and I'm in tune
Everything I do they follow, preaching to 'em like a gospel
And I know it's hard to swallow
Spent your rent up on my shoes
If I say it then I mean it really got no time for cappin'
When I listen to their music swear I hear when they be actin'
Can't lie I be hearing all the shit they say about me
But I don't pay attention focused on this money stacking
I do not f*ck with the drama cut it off like I'm Uzi
Young Bull like I'm Brahma and you know I'm rocking Ksubi
Shit hot like a sauna never Tame like I'm Impala
Speakers loud they marijuana
SlimeBall like I'm Nudy
Bull up bih'!
I'm on my jump off shit
Dropping Swanton Bombs, Jeff Hardy with the flip
Prada, Rick, Issey Miyake on the fit
DVEG Bih! Always on some fly shit
Yeah I know this one girl be cappin' to her friends
We was cool but she went and let it get to her head
Don't know what you was thinking all I do is laugh, I'm dead
Don't come and call my phone we can't even make amends
Hit the gas full throttle
Do the dash it going zoom
Fit look like I won the lotto
Rock Watanabe like I'm Junya
You still rocking Aeropostale
See your fit it lookin awful
New girl looking like a model
I'll tell you she like to do
This bad lil bitch
She really likes poppin' pills
I'm pullin' up to her crib
I'm tryna' see what's the deal
She talking bad on the phone I'm hoping she was for real
I told her don't move to fast she told me to grab the wheel
(Ooh)
Godly like Apollo I'm the man on the moon
Beat get murdered like Bravado
Reverb up and I'm in tune
Everything I do they follow, preaching to 'em like a gospel
And I know it's hard to swallow
Spent your rent up on my shoes
Writer: David Vega
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