Sai Wzrd - El Tirador Lyrics

So I open up, it's cold as f*ck, don't notice us
Young nigga just hold my cup
You bad as f*ck, not bad enough, you had to much
Now you looking sad as f*ck
Niggas talk
Bitches talk
Niggas flex
Niggas flaunt
It's all cap
I won't talk
The life will talk, my mic is up, the Midas touch
It's all facts
Oh jeez
Back on my old steez
O jeez
Fake niggas folding
Oh me
Feels like floating
On these
Waves on the ocean
Oh shit
It's like 2 in the morning
Mac called
Two liters of that oh wee
Codien
Got niggas moving slowly
Oh sheet
Shawty starting calling
On me
Oh s
Niggas wanna know ho I got that shit
How I pop my shit
How I start my shit
How I floss and shit
With the dogs and shit
Watch so big like a clock and shit
Billy walk that shit
Don't top now whip
Low tops my kicks
On god that's it
Pop your tops
Niggas getting popped and popped and popped and popped
Nigga better Play your part
You lost the plot you lost your part
You lost you cards
The autumn falls
Shine
Audemars
Spaceships gone to Mars
I got a some stars
It's not a star
It's shiny
Shining
Blinding
Hide it
Before I'm Locked in a bloody at asylum
Silence
Violence
Lying
Dying
All this shit going on but I'm still Vibing
Mileage
Flying
Pilots
Diamonds
Antique verses like my shit all timeless
High end
Timing
Lightings
Wilding
King of the stoners finna call me your highness
Verses got a nigga content with blindness
Killing all these niggas with my words I might just
If she don't know Virgil she best take it off
She wanna cuff based off the shit I cop
21 bitches I know that's a lot
But I keep it like thugger all my shits on hot
Cartier glasses for Cartier thots
My bottles in fire, that shit Molotov
Chasing Jewish money, young sai mazes tov
But I keep it like gunna
All my shit on hot
Hot
Hot
Hot
Turn up the nod
Hot
Hot
Hot