Hype
• Written by user823202369
My gang kills then leaves with no sound
i will catch a body when no one is around
keep fucking with me, me n my gang we
goin clown cause my lyric so cold i leave
yo body unfound never show it , i write like I'm
a. poet i fucked yo bitch that's my baby and
you don't know it i spit hot , run in yo house
and i shoot 1 shot, leave you dead flipping
this money out here making
bread lay you down bed favorite color red
but no blood hell nahh a nigga ain't mud so
bitch i can fuck u and any stud so i lay
that down to rest when it come
to rapping i know i ain't the best, playing in
the streets stay strapped with a vest cause
making money paper chasing that is my
quest King me like this was chess
change the flow do it bold spitting
cold like I'm sub-zero freezing niggas in
they place, slap a bitch out my face,
superman punch that hoe in to space say
I'm switching the lanes in the car nitrous in
my veins got the pistol in my lap while ya girl
giving me her brain the writing got me going
so insane see I'm so lyrical I'm the new
miracle come at yo neck and you can say
that I'm delirious that i move so mysterious
I'm a Cranes u know that I'm serious.
Pay him some attention, he's smart
and he's genius
Look, I'm back like niggas on a bus so
when u see me don't put up a fuss i put
niggas on hush and i make ya girl blush
so keep on fucking with my mush cause
im heartless regardless
And now it's clear as this promise
Amen, they say you only live once
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user823202369
Member since August 30 2017