Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richon Alston
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nez
Producer
Lyrics
Think I'm the one that wanna try sum new
I'm rapping this shit I ain't gotta a clue
Bitch back away from me like who you?
I can't remember like I can't count to two
A nigga retarded and my brain has farted
Plus this shit dusty blow on it like a cartage
I do it olé school boy we gone kick it
I got my beyblade yeah man we gone rip it
My shit is too litty, shout out the boi tilly
I'm killing it really, I'm popping this pilly like
Hear the voice out my head? it wanna see your body in red
Grabbing da green while this motherfucker dead
Hearing the sirens holy shit it's da feds
Hop in the whip, my nigga start driving
Shit hasn't happened but but he started crying
Now a chase started and bullets are flying
He screaming louder like he fucking dying
Dude what you doing? What's it look like I'm shooting.
Grabbing the ak while blasting sum music
Boul looking clueless, he look back and ask me
"You bout to do sum shit motherfuckin' roofless?"
Damn this shit spittin. Mylow driftin, rocking and ripping
While I'm spitting, popping and killing
I'll watch the world burn while you pussies is in it
Woah, yeah, Eyes red with spirals looking like fleetway
Heat vision for the win no reply
Fuck y'all niggas who do he say, she say
All I wanna know is you ready for your doomsday
I could Thursday but sooner is Tuesday
See a nigga stressing pass him a lossie
Fucking on a bad jawn knowing she choosy
Knowing I'm groovy i know you can't move me
I'll make you explode like a in Michael bay movie
I'm the true villain not you captain stupidity
Arrivederci cause the fuck you gone do to me?
Writer(s): Richon Alston
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