Back it out
Drop couple latest model like the fashion house
Gotta handle on them niggas get the baskets out
Finna make a movie like it's Paramount
Stand it up dash it out
Suits and ties caskets out
Cold killings
No feelings
It's Cold but it's soul healing
Get ya pastor
Goated like I'm Kobe all my jerseys in the rafters
It's fire in the pastures
It's been a minute It's ironic that I'm back but a nigga still past ya
I heard em but it's laughter
Sware to God on that
Fully loaded napalm you done got a bomb attack
To the lane to rack nigga I'm lebron with that
I was born in the field doing nothing but honor acts
I witnessed all the TRIX now it's decoded
Getting money like this MAY who wanna play cause we RELOADED
I done seen it
I done mastered it
All these underlining circumstances not a accident
Graduated from the field
Now I'd rather build
How you gone tell him yeild
When he got Chills
Haunted by them dollar bills
On it like I got a will
You should ask me how it feel
Speeding threw pop the wheel
Disappear like Copperfield
None for your honor
A Nigga feeling honored
You niggas smoking dope
I ropa dope like I'm Muhammad
Rumble nigga rumble
I was born in the jungle
Study sun tzu
What you wan do
The feast in full effect
Imma Savage I confess
Running with them gunners ride the wave Mr west
Laughing to the bank I am not joking
My niggas wave the metal in this bitch like they rock rolling
Back from the dead
Flipping niggas on they heads
Two hottie
We souly
Just tryna duck the feds
In the cut
What the f*ck
Only focused on the bread
Andrediit
Hitting corners
Just tryna get ahead
Twin and two at shooting guard
Bitch you cant guard em
Bitchin im harden check yo armor
223 Lebron jordan
My skin spalding this that karma from u nigga always frauding
Me and napalm do a drill and spin that block it sound like bombings
Killed my homie im in pain for real
Thinking like how the f*ck we pose to make it selling cane to live
I cant trust no nigga know my brother got that stainless still
You cross me once u cant reset it like the sega felll
And I know a nigga that caught a body pop like 80 pills stressing
Baby mama pregnant
He pray 5 times but still no blessings
At that table baggin bundles up
Fentanyl it double up
Feins actin shakin like they hesi for double dutch
Demons off my back
Im leaning wish it's act
I know my angels they be watching when i'm cleaning off this strap
My momma crying hope her son awoke
Her baby left the crib perced knowin his gun was tote
At them apartments i watch brody twirl and whip the coke
I need a mask i almost fell out when he hit the dope
F*ck a bitch its to that cash I gotta get eloped
Niggas starving wit them crumbs I had to get a loaf
100 Rounds dont need a scope
Hope this money spread like Rudy Gobert
If theres a shooting then im shooting it first
Its what ya asked for
Duck the task force
Let the mac gloss
Den lift his body off the asphalt
Willy Mac - Corona Freestyle (feat. Napalm Nyce) Lyrics
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English
Back it out
Drop couple latest model like the fashion house
Gotta handle on them niggas get the baskets out
Finna make a movie like it's Paramount
Stand it up dash it out
Suits and ties caskets out
Cold killings
No feelings
It's Cold but it's soul healing
Get ya pastor
Goated like I'm Kobe all my jerseys in the rafters
It's fire in the pastures
It's been a minute It's ironic that I'm back but a nigga still past ya
I heard em but it's laughter
Sware to God on that
Fully loaded napalm you done got a bomb attack
To the lane to rack nigga I'm lebron with that
I was born in the field doing nothing but honor acts
I witnessed all the TRIX now it's decoded
Getting money like this MAY who wanna play cause we RELOADED
I done seen it
I done mastered it
All these underlining circumstances not a accident
Graduated from the field
Now I'd rather build
How you gone tell him yeild
When he got Chills
Haunted by them dollar bills
On it like I got a will
You should ask me how it feel
Speeding threw pop the wheel
Disappear like Copperfield
None for your honor
A Nigga feeling honored
You niggas smoking dope
I ropa dope like I'm Muhammad
Rumble nigga rumble
I was born in the jungle
Study sun tzu
What you wan do
The feast in full effect
Imma Savage I confess
Running with them gunners ride the wave Mr west
Laughing to the bank I am not joking
My niggas wave the metal in this bitch like they rock rolling
Back from the dead
Flipping niggas on they heads
Two hottie
We souly
Just tryna duck the feds
In the cut
What the f*ck
Only focused on the bread
Andrediit
Hitting corners
Just tryna get ahead
Twin and two at shooting guard
Bitch you cant guard em
Bitchin im harden check yo armor
223 Lebron jordan
My skin spalding this that karma from u nigga always frauding
Me and napalm do a drill and spin that block it sound like bombings
Killed my homie im in pain for real
Thinking like how the f*ck we pose to make it selling cane to live
I cant trust no nigga know my brother got that stainless still
You cross me once u cant reset it like the sega felll
And I know a nigga that caught a body pop like 80 pills stressing
Baby mama pregnant
He pray 5 times but still no blessings
At that table baggin bundles up
Fentanyl it double up
Feins actin shakin like they hesi for double dutch
Demons off my back
Im leaning wish it's act
I know my angels they be watching when i'm cleaning off this strap
My momma crying hope her son awoke
Her baby left the crib perced knowin his gun was tote
At them apartments i watch brody twirl and whip the coke
I need a mask i almost fell out when he hit the dope
F*ck a bitch its to that cash I gotta get eloped
Niggas starving wit them crumbs I had to get a loaf
100 Rounds dont need a scope
Hope this money spread like Rudy Gobert
If theres a shooting then im shooting it first
Its what ya asked for
Duck the task force
Let the mac gloss
Den lift his body off the asphalt
Drop couple latest model like the fashion house
Gotta handle on them niggas get the baskets out
Finna make a movie like it's Paramount
Stand it up dash it out
Suits and ties caskets out
Cold killings
No feelings
It's Cold but it's soul healing
Get ya pastor
Goated like I'm Kobe all my jerseys in the rafters
It's fire in the pastures
It's been a minute It's ironic that I'm back but a nigga still past ya
I heard em but it's laughter
Sware to God on that
Fully loaded napalm you done got a bomb attack
To the lane to rack nigga I'm lebron with that
I was born in the field doing nothing but honor acts
I witnessed all the TRIX now it's decoded
Getting money like this MAY who wanna play cause we RELOADED
I done seen it
I done mastered it
All these underlining circumstances not a accident
Graduated from the field
Now I'd rather build
How you gone tell him yeild
When he got Chills
Haunted by them dollar bills
On it like I got a will
You should ask me how it feel
Speeding threw pop the wheel
Disappear like Copperfield
None for your honor
A Nigga feeling honored
You niggas smoking dope
I ropa dope like I'm Muhammad
Rumble nigga rumble
I was born in the jungle
Study sun tzu
What you wan do
The feast in full effect
Imma Savage I confess
Running with them gunners ride the wave Mr west
Laughing to the bank I am not joking
My niggas wave the metal in this bitch like they rock rolling
Back from the dead
Flipping niggas on they heads
Two hottie
We souly
Just tryna duck the feds
In the cut
What the f*ck
Only focused on the bread
Andrediit
Hitting corners
Just tryna get ahead
Twin and two at shooting guard
Bitch you cant guard em
Bitchin im harden check yo armor
223 Lebron jordan
My skin spalding this that karma from u nigga always frauding
Me and napalm do a drill and spin that block it sound like bombings
Killed my homie im in pain for real
Thinking like how the f*ck we pose to make it selling cane to live
I cant trust no nigga know my brother got that stainless still
You cross me once u cant reset it like the sega felll
And I know a nigga that caught a body pop like 80 pills stressing
Baby mama pregnant
He pray 5 times but still no blessings
At that table baggin bundles up
Fentanyl it double up
Feins actin shakin like they hesi for double dutch
Demons off my back
Im leaning wish it's act
I know my angels they be watching when i'm cleaning off this strap
My momma crying hope her son awoke
Her baby left the crib perced knowin his gun was tote
At them apartments i watch brody twirl and whip the coke
I need a mask i almost fell out when he hit the dope
F*ck a bitch its to that cash I gotta get eloped
Niggas starving wit them crumbs I had to get a loaf
100 Rounds dont need a scope
Hope this money spread like Rudy Gobert
If theres a shooting then im shooting it first
Its what ya asked for
Duck the task force
Let the mac gloss
Den lift his body off the asphalt
Writer: Darryl Green, William Washington
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid