Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Izaya Tiji
Izaya Tiji
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Izaya Tiji
Izaya Tiji
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Corazon)
(It's Yung Bans and y'all better know I'm fucking with surreal gang)
One hit of the gas, leave you slow
Up the choppa fast, leave them cold
Kaine just spread his wings, let it go
Let it go, let it go (Yeah)
Kaine just spread his wings, let it go-o-oh
50 Glocks, we put on a show-o-oh
Took my roxy, just came off the bo-o-o-o-oat
Bo-o-o-o-oat, took my roxy, just came off the bo-o-oat
Yeah, yeah my knocker just came out the floorboards
I said, fuck Rolling Loud and I said, fuck Soho, yeah
One hit of the gas, leave you slo-o-ow
Up the choppa fast, leave them cold
Eating good, my shootas steppin' in Chrome (Corazon)
(Blatt!)
We got scope, 'till yo dumbass is alone
Way I smoke, yeah I'm fuckin' up the Ozone
(Ayy) Hit up bro, yeah it's time to get them loads on (Surreal Gang exclusive)
Get them loads off
I got stone heart, yeah I think it froze off
These rap **** trying to sign me, I'm my own boss
These rap **** (Flttt) tried to press me, and it won't go far
These rap **** tried to press me, it won't go far
Pull up in your city, why the fuck these dumb **** ghost off
Send shots at yo BM, summon her, then get some ghost top
Hate, but I can't see 'em, yeah these **** could have a broke-off
(Ooh-woah)
(Haha) Why they try that lil shit, like they won't get hit back? (Heh)
We get lick for lick, lil ****, get yo fits back
Nah, this ain't no rhetoric, lil ****, we can't mismatch
She got crunchy back, lil ****, get yo Ritz back
50 thousand, that's a lot to get yo wrist back (Ooh-woah)
They was snaking tried to clique, now we can't click back
Pussy, yeah he flaking on the guap, might get you zipped back
(Ooh-woah)
Written by: Izaya Tiji
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