Lyrics

(Who are you?) (Explorers, in the further regions of experience) (Demons to some) (Angels to others) (It was a mistake!) I got 'em mad Cause any style I'm touchin' be my shit I can do it any way, any day, off the rip Just pick any day of the week And I'll get yo ass a sip It's Terror floatin' in Gettin' gacked off a zip Just window shoppin', dipped 'Cuz I'm lookin for the chew I got a fresh script So I might jus' act a fool I'm lookin' like a million, maybe two (maybe two) Bu-Bu-But if they ain't about it Then yo girl might have to do From earth to the moon I'm stackin' that cheese When I see that hoe again I'mma tell her ass to leave I got nothin' but the time But she ain't get a second Smack that "D&D" But she won't stop peckin' I guess that I'mma have to Drink me some of that necta' But when I give 'em shot It's like I'm Hannibal Lecter The ladies callin' me handsome Gentlemen thinkin' I'm a phantom I'mma need it all and then some And i'm never gonna pay that ransom, hoe Cre-Creepin' for my chips I'mma die, less I do (Less I do) Sneakin' like a simp Terrify, take ya loot (I'll take ya loot) Be-beepin' fo' a hit (That's right) My eyes ain't changin' views (Uh-huh) That greedy motherfucker What it do? (Greedy motherfucker what it do?) Cre-Creepin' for my chips I'mma die, less I do (Less I do) Sneakin' like a simp Terrify, take ya loot (I'll take ya loot) Beepin' fo' a hit (That's right) My eyes ain't changin' views (God damn) That greedy motherfucker What it do? (that Greedy motherfucker what it do?) Hu-Hu-Hurry up Reid where you been at? Why you covered in blood? (In blood) He draggin' bodies through the mud Hoes been lickin' my nuts Ki-Killin' it, Feelin' it, one wheel peelin' it That's yo girl? I'm gettin' it Demons inside Tellin' me it's yo time Open wide Four-five Unload that clip inside my fuckin' mind And when I die I'll take you with me to the other side It's one-eight-seven Not from heaven, evil ways, no triple seven Bitch it's Armageddon Pu-Pu-Pullin' out my secret weapons R-E-I-D he got da tea I think I'll have a sip (Have a sip) Bitch-Bitch who it be? Gone off a three Making women bite their lip (Bite their lip) Jus' how I do it Barely human Puttin' down a fifth I got blunts, got coke, got hoes Finna go gung ho, jumpin' off a clif R-Rated, most hated Keep it down I'm tryna get faded Twin bladin', invadin' My downfall been long awaited (Long awaited) Get naded, ego inflated Look mama I made it (I made it) This flow sustainin' You can't break it Rap game upgraded Creepin' for my chips I'mma die, less I do (Less I do) Sneakin' like a simp Terrify, take ya loot (I'll take ya loot) Be-Beepin' fo' a hit (That's right) My eyes ain't changin' views (God damn) That greedy motherfucker What it do? (Well, you where sentenced to the gas chamber) (And they modified the death penalty) (Were you happy when that was done?) (You talkin' about dying?) (You scared to die?) (Sometimes I feel I'm scared to live) (Living is what scares me) (Dying, is easy)
Writer(s): Tanner Petulla Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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