Aye 717 Demon shit shouts out all the bruhs
Shouts out Rod, shouts out JD, shouts out Khalil, shouts out Angel, shouts out Aidan
They don't know how we f*cking coming, man
2019 bitch
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
I'm so different with my lyrics
These females they wanna hear it
Say we pull up and we fearless
Send the addey you ain't near it
Say it's beef and then we clear it
His body turn to a spirit
His mama be in hysterics
When he don't come home for dinner
I'm different I'm counting Benjamins
My brothers got the chemistry, JD and Roddo next to me
Got Kilo to the left of me
Pussy ain't no one checking me
Got money on my head, yeah these bitches just signed a check on me
I move my own drums, bitch I'm on my own melody
I'm f*cking it raw, bitch you need a hysterectomy
You hate then it's jealousy
Gon' kill you ain't no felony
I'm skinny moving heavily
Hating on my bruhs then you my enemy
Say you gon' kill me then you better put some lead on me
F&N and pulling up with energy
My flow be so damn heavenly
Get blasted like a Kennedy
Rapping is my destiny and killing is my legacy
Gang
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
F*ck I look like steady cruising?
You be snakes like some Medusa
All these bitches I'm seducing
Never slow down I don't lose it
Caught a case but I'm still moving
All these opps that I'm reducing
Disappearing they a nuisance
Block get hot I'm not diffusing
Call the feds ain't a solution
We gon' kill you no accusing
Trash yo crib like some pollution
Yeah yo raps need some improvement
Quit making these dumb excuses
We gon' pull up you eluding
The static but we still shooting
I'mma
Bitch you indebted to settle
The several metal you gentle
You tremble better be ready to nestle
Cheddar in my Letterman
Dont meddle we pedal to metal to the opps
For the pleasure of checking these beggars
And I'm
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
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Aye 717 Demon shit shouts out all the bruhs
Shouts out Rod, shouts out JD, shouts out Khalil, shouts out Angel, shouts out Aidan
They don't know how we f*cking coming, man
2019 bitch
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
I'm so different with my lyrics
These females they wanna hear it
Say we pull up and we fearless
Send the addey you ain't near it
Say it's beef and then we clear it
His body turn to a spirit
His mama be in hysterics
When he don't come home for dinner
I'm different I'm counting Benjamins
My brothers got the chemistry, JD and Roddo next to me
Got Kilo to the left of me
Pussy ain't no one checking me
Got money on my head, yeah these bitches just signed a check on me
I move my own drums, bitch I'm on my own melody
I'm f*cking it raw, bitch you need a hysterectomy
You hate then it's jealousy
Gon' kill you ain't no felony
I'm skinny moving heavily
Hating on my bruhs then you my enemy
Say you gon' kill me then you better put some lead on me
F&N and pulling up with energy
My flow be so damn heavenly
Get blasted like a Kennedy
Rapping is my destiny and killing is my legacy
Gang
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
F*ck I look like steady cruising?
You be snakes like some Medusa
All these bitches I'm seducing
Never slow down I don't lose it
Caught a case but I'm still moving
All these opps that I'm reducing
Disappearing they a nuisance
Block get hot I'm not diffusing
Call the feds ain't a solution
We gon' kill you no accusing
Trash yo crib like some pollution
Yeah yo raps need some improvement
Quit making these dumb excuses
We gon' pull up you eluding
The static but we still shooting
I'mma
Bitch you indebted to settle
The several metal you gentle
You tremble better be ready to nestle
Cheddar in my Letterman
Dont meddle we pedal to metal to the opps
For the pleasure of checking these beggars
And I'm
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
Shouts out Rod, shouts out JD, shouts out Khalil, shouts out Angel, shouts out Aidan
They don't know how we f*cking coming, man
2019 bitch
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
I'm so different with my lyrics
These females they wanna hear it
Say we pull up and we fearless
Send the addey you ain't near it
Say it's beef and then we clear it
His body turn to a spirit
His mama be in hysterics
When he don't come home for dinner
I'm different I'm counting Benjamins
My brothers got the chemistry, JD and Roddo next to me
Got Kilo to the left of me
Pussy ain't no one checking me
Got money on my head, yeah these bitches just signed a check on me
I move my own drums, bitch I'm on my own melody
I'm f*cking it raw, bitch you need a hysterectomy
You hate then it's jealousy
Gon' kill you ain't no felony
I'm skinny moving heavily
Hating on my bruhs then you my enemy
Say you gon' kill me then you better put some lead on me
F&N and pulling up with energy
My flow be so damn heavenly
Get blasted like a Kennedy
Rapping is my destiny and killing is my legacy
Gang
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
F*ck I look like steady cruising?
You be snakes like some Medusa
All these bitches I'm seducing
Never slow down I don't lose it
Caught a case but I'm still moving
All these opps that I'm reducing
Disappearing they a nuisance
Block get hot I'm not diffusing
Call the feds ain't a solution
We gon' kill you no accusing
Trash yo crib like some pollution
Yeah yo raps need some improvement
Quit making these dumb excuses
We gon' pull up you eluding
The static but we still shooting
I'mma
Bitch you indebted to settle
The several metal you gentle
You tremble better be ready to nestle
Cheddar in my Letterman
Dont meddle we pedal to metal to the opps
For the pleasure of checking these beggars
And I'm
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
Been running this game for a minute
All these girls the same, f*ck the bitches
Pull up on the lames they turn to crickets
F*ck the opps jump the fence like a picket
I'mma
Writer: Jonathan Soyke
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