Im tryna hold composure
All this drip on me be spilling over
Bend the future
Supernova
Living movies
They should be making posters
Ha ha
Yeah
Christoph with the alley oop
Its March and Im recording
In some Bally boots
Marching to the bag
Thats my swag excuse
You know how fashion do
You know how Trappin do
Double R L, Yeah the cargos too
I aint got leave that out
And if the Glock hang out
Young nigga leave it out
Streetwear
Im really in the street yeah
Im really in the street yeah
Im really in the streets yeah, yeah
Im tryna hold composure
All this drip on me be spilling over
Bend the future
Supernova
Living movies
They should be making posters
Ha ha
Yeah
God Zeus
Hold on, Hold on Zeus
Im tryna park the spaceship
I just flew out of the Matrix
My fashion is Supernova
It aint basic
This is Trap Rock, not emo
God Zeus, Im in tune with my people
Trap Rock shit
We got cash like the Beatles
My house is a big crib
A Cathedral
Shoutout Christoph
Im rocking the Christo
You got a pistol
I got a missile
Its U-N-I-Verse
So you know that we equal
But niggas be snake
Gotta watch out for weasels
Just last week had to teach at the Temple
Damn your man he got hit in the temple
The prophet im hitting your mind
Through your mental
A'oodu billahi
Cant f*ck with the devil
Me and Zeus Trap
Got all of the metals
I bought a Rollie
Aint put in the bezels
Moshkilli bang
Its a spiritual level
African man
They think Im a rebel
Pull up in Big Body Truck
Its a Bentley
Beam on his forehead
He was Bindi
I got the knowledge
Nope you can not trick me
Trick bag
God Zeus is a gypsy
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Im tryna hold composure
All this drip on me be spilling over
Bend the future
Supernova
Living movies
They should be making posters
Ha ha
Yeah
Christoph with the alley oop
Its March and Im recording
In some Bally boots
Marching to the bag
Thats my swag excuse
You know how fashion do
You know how Trappin do
Double R L, Yeah the cargos too
I aint got leave that out
And if the Glock hang out
Young nigga leave it out
Streetwear
Im really in the street yeah
Im really in the street yeah
Im really in the streets yeah, yeah
Im tryna hold composure
All this drip on me be spilling over
Bend the future
Supernova
Living movies
They should be making posters
Ha ha
Yeah
God Zeus
Hold on, Hold on Zeus
Im tryna park the spaceship
I just flew out of the Matrix
My fashion is Supernova
It aint basic
This is Trap Rock, not emo
God Zeus, Im in tune with my people
Trap Rock shit
We got cash like the Beatles
My house is a big crib
A Cathedral
Shoutout Christoph
Im rocking the Christo
You got a pistol
I got a missile
Its U-N-I-Verse
So you know that we equal
But niggas be snake
Gotta watch out for weasels
Just last week had to teach at the Temple
Damn your man he got hit in the temple
The prophet im hitting your mind
Through your mental
A'oodu billahi
Cant f*ck with the devil
Me and Zeus Trap
Got all of the metals
I bought a Rollie
Aint put in the bezels
Moshkilli bang
Its a spiritual level
African man
They think Im a rebel
Pull up in Big Body Truck
Its a Bentley
Beam on his forehead
He was Bindi
I got the knowledge
Nope you can not trick me
Trick bag
God Zeus is a gypsy
All this drip on me be spilling over
Bend the future
Supernova
Living movies
They should be making posters
Ha ha
Yeah
Christoph with the alley oop
Its March and Im recording
In some Bally boots
Marching to the bag
Thats my swag excuse
You know how fashion do
You know how Trappin do
Double R L, Yeah the cargos too
I aint got leave that out
And if the Glock hang out
Young nigga leave it out
Streetwear
Im really in the street yeah
Im really in the street yeah
Im really in the streets yeah, yeah
Im tryna hold composure
All this drip on me be spilling over
Bend the future
Supernova
Living movies
They should be making posters
Ha ha
Yeah
God Zeus
Hold on, Hold on Zeus
Im tryna park the spaceship
I just flew out of the Matrix
My fashion is Supernova
It aint basic
This is Trap Rock, not emo
God Zeus, Im in tune with my people
Trap Rock shit
We got cash like the Beatles
My house is a big crib
A Cathedral
Shoutout Christoph
Im rocking the Christo
You got a pistol
I got a missile
Its U-N-I-Verse
So you know that we equal
But niggas be snake
Gotta watch out for weasels
Just last week had to teach at the Temple
Damn your man he got hit in the temple
The prophet im hitting your mind
Through your mental
A'oodu billahi
Cant f*ck with the devil
Me and Zeus Trap
Got all of the metals
I bought a Rollie
Aint put in the bezels
Moshkilli bang
Its a spiritual level
African man
They think Im a rebel
Pull up in Big Body Truck
Its a Bentley
Beam on his forehead
He was Bindi
I got the knowledge
Nope you can not trick me
Trick bag
God Zeus is a gypsy
Writer: Diliorah Arah
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid