This the type of shit I been on, flicks inside the Metro
Masked up nigga I'm rappin I threw my pen on
Last week shootin scenes, Quentin Tarantino
10 beers in me top it off with mojitos
Childish acts like Gambino
I don't gamble in casinos, I need my c-notes
Lookin like a wolf in the street, but I ain't leo
Next time you in the AZ we need receipt hoe
Ex girl got a new man, I ain't a fan
Ion mean to be rude, but I'm a nigga with some attitude that you can't stand
Kinda loose jeans on my legs sewn with a seam
When I walk with a limp, know I aim with a beam
You can't run a mile in my style, I hear the beat and go wild
I flip this sample call me Simone Biles
I'm on my shit now, shit might have to get loud
Niggas want the tea on me but
If I need some matcha I might hit Pariah
Rap styles vary and carry just like Mariah
Hot like siracha this music can take you higher
Bumpin ultralight beam, till Ye wanna retire
Got so many missed calls that they call me Obai
Keep the blade on me now, Ion know if I'm safe
Artists still at home base trynna slide to my place
This might be a grand slam if I'm mobbin with S.A.M.N
Real niggas keep you afloat, beaches playin in sand
Y'all do it for the gram, I do it for gram ha
And f*ck goin out to bars trynna write out my wrongs
This gon be a long song if I'm off the patron, yeah
This the KATALYST I'm feelin like the baddest bitch
I'm feeling quite immaculate
You wanna know the half of it
I'm playin devils advocate and making some noise ha
Done rhymin dog Ima A-C-T
Couldn't get a hall pass skipped my A-C-T
And I was never in the church, no Do Re Mi
But now I'm bouncin' out beats to my mp3
Please, please, please, you better believe me
I had a meth addict f*cked up and conceived me
So ion give a shit for the people that leave me
Haters come around man they servin like 3 a piece
Bad bitches ridin round the town bumpin PnD
Big body on me some would say Ima G-M-C
Tell the whole party head bop to the beat nigg
Alexandre prolly pullin up in beatniks
Extended on my use, now I got my Sam Perry on
I see you're havin your fun I'll let ya carry on
The greatest to ever do it to never lose it
Always prove it back bendin
The greatest, the evolution
They likin my style now so I'm sending it over
I grew up as an only child I ain't pass the controller
I'm that nigga
Switchin up my pants but my top still hillfiger
Go figure, I would be better than all you niggas that squeeze triggers
Had to relegate all of my sinnin I'm free nigga
Go inside myself now head bop to the beat nigg
(I had to go inside myself)
(I had to go inside myself)
(I had to go inside myself)
Can't wait to hear when it's finished
Finished?
Kadreau - W TERRA VIDA (Bonus) Lyrics
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English
This the type of shit I been on, flicks inside the Metro
Masked up nigga I'm rappin I threw my pen on
Last week shootin scenes, Quentin Tarantino
10 beers in me top it off with mojitos
Childish acts like Gambino
I don't gamble in casinos, I need my c-notes
Lookin like a wolf in the street, but I ain't leo
Next time you in the AZ we need receipt hoe
Ex girl got a new man, I ain't a fan
Ion mean to be rude, but I'm a nigga with some attitude that you can't stand
Kinda loose jeans on my legs sewn with a seam
When I walk with a limp, know I aim with a beam
You can't run a mile in my style, I hear the beat and go wild
I flip this sample call me Simone Biles
I'm on my shit now, shit might have to get loud
Niggas want the tea on me but
If I need some matcha I might hit Pariah
Rap styles vary and carry just like Mariah
Hot like siracha this music can take you higher
Bumpin ultralight beam, till Ye wanna retire
Got so many missed calls that they call me Obai
Keep the blade on me now, Ion know if I'm safe
Artists still at home base trynna slide to my place
This might be a grand slam if I'm mobbin with S.A.M.N
Real niggas keep you afloat, beaches playin in sand
Y'all do it for the gram, I do it for gram ha
And f*ck goin out to bars trynna write out my wrongs
This gon be a long song if I'm off the patron, yeah
This the KATALYST I'm feelin like the baddest bitch
I'm feeling quite immaculate
You wanna know the half of it
I'm playin devils advocate and making some noise ha
Done rhymin dog Ima A-C-T
Couldn't get a hall pass skipped my A-C-T
And I was never in the church, no Do Re Mi
But now I'm bouncin' out beats to my mp3
Please, please, please, you better believe me
I had a meth addict f*cked up and conceived me
So ion give a shit for the people that leave me
Haters come around man they servin like 3 a piece
Bad bitches ridin round the town bumpin PnD
Big body on me some would say Ima G-M-C
Tell the whole party head bop to the beat nigg
Alexandre prolly pullin up in beatniks
Extended on my use, now I got my Sam Perry on
I see you're havin your fun I'll let ya carry on
The greatest to ever do it to never lose it
Always prove it back bendin
The greatest, the evolution
They likin my style now so I'm sending it over
I grew up as an only child I ain't pass the controller
I'm that nigga
Switchin up my pants but my top still hillfiger
Go figure, I would be better than all you niggas that squeeze triggers
Had to relegate all of my sinnin I'm free nigga
Go inside myself now head bop to the beat nigg
(I had to go inside myself)
(I had to go inside myself)
(I had to go inside myself)
Can't wait to hear when it's finished
Finished?
Masked up nigga I'm rappin I threw my pen on
Last week shootin scenes, Quentin Tarantino
10 beers in me top it off with mojitos
Childish acts like Gambino
I don't gamble in casinos, I need my c-notes
Lookin like a wolf in the street, but I ain't leo
Next time you in the AZ we need receipt hoe
Ex girl got a new man, I ain't a fan
Ion mean to be rude, but I'm a nigga with some attitude that you can't stand
Kinda loose jeans on my legs sewn with a seam
When I walk with a limp, know I aim with a beam
You can't run a mile in my style, I hear the beat and go wild
I flip this sample call me Simone Biles
I'm on my shit now, shit might have to get loud
Niggas want the tea on me but
If I need some matcha I might hit Pariah
Rap styles vary and carry just like Mariah
Hot like siracha this music can take you higher
Bumpin ultralight beam, till Ye wanna retire
Got so many missed calls that they call me Obai
Keep the blade on me now, Ion know if I'm safe
Artists still at home base trynna slide to my place
This might be a grand slam if I'm mobbin with S.A.M.N
Real niggas keep you afloat, beaches playin in sand
Y'all do it for the gram, I do it for gram ha
And f*ck goin out to bars trynna write out my wrongs
This gon be a long song if I'm off the patron, yeah
This the KATALYST I'm feelin like the baddest bitch
I'm feeling quite immaculate
You wanna know the half of it
I'm playin devils advocate and making some noise ha
Done rhymin dog Ima A-C-T
Couldn't get a hall pass skipped my A-C-T
And I was never in the church, no Do Re Mi
But now I'm bouncin' out beats to my mp3
Please, please, please, you better believe me
I had a meth addict f*cked up and conceived me
So ion give a shit for the people that leave me
Haters come around man they servin like 3 a piece
Bad bitches ridin round the town bumpin PnD
Big body on me some would say Ima G-M-C
Tell the whole party head bop to the beat nigg
Alexandre prolly pullin up in beatniks
Extended on my use, now I got my Sam Perry on
I see you're havin your fun I'll let ya carry on
The greatest to ever do it to never lose it
Always prove it back bendin
The greatest, the evolution
They likin my style now so I'm sending it over
I grew up as an only child I ain't pass the controller
I'm that nigga
Switchin up my pants but my top still hillfiger
Go figure, I would be better than all you niggas that squeeze triggers
Had to relegate all of my sinnin I'm free nigga
Go inside myself now head bop to the beat nigg
(I had to go inside myself)
(I had to go inside myself)
(I had to go inside myself)
Can't wait to hear when it's finished
Finished?
Writer: Kade Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid