Lyrics

Yo, this the type of shit to make you curb stomp a newborn baby Goddamn, Jasiah You on this bih like a crazy washing machine (yuh, ayy, ayy) Goddamn (what? What? What? Yuh) When the beat gon' drop? This a art of war, all fair in the hailstorm (yeah, yeah) Get your bag, boy This that shit that keep your head strong (boom, boom, boom, boom) This a bad noise, this that shit that keep your head strong (grra) Get ya mad, boy This that shit that keep your head strong (pa-pa-pa-pa) This a art of war, all fair in the hailstorm (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Get your bag, boy This that shit that keep your head strong This a bad noise This that shit that keep your head strong (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Get ya mad, boy This that shit that keep your head strong (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I keep the piece like them peoples in Canada Throwin' up guns but I ain't talkin' ugala I get the paper, same color arugula If it's a battle, I'm crashing your nebula Angel of Death, better known as the messenger I kill your favorite rapper and his manager I grab the mic and I'll damage ya Super Saiyan stamina, my clip is long like et cetera I don't play with niggas like a racist gamer If my name on the feature then you endangered Go the hardest in war with my face painted Sum me up in two words, insane and famous Been a decade and I'm still bangin' Niggas throwin' out shots and I'm still aimin' All these rappers that's pussy be false claimin' You a lame nigga in the terms layman I'm makin' paper, I'm watchin' my neighbors I don't know who envy me, envy me I keep the cable business, ain't no fable I'm close to my friend but closer to my enemies (what?) In my head, bitch, there's like ten of me (ten of me) Don't give a fuck you're not feeling me (fuck 'em) Murkin' you, that's in my fantasy (blatt) Knockin' that boy out his denim jeans (grra) This a art of war, all fair in the hailstorm (yeah, yeah) Get your bag, boy This that shit that keep your head strong (boom, boom, boom, boom) This a bad noise, this that shit that keep your head strong (grra) Get ya mad, boy This that shit that keep your head strong (pa-pa-pa-pa) This a art of war, all fair in the hailstorm (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Get your bag, boy This that shit that keep your head strong This a bad noise This that shit that keep your head strong (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Get ya mad, boy This that shit that keep your head strong (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Fuck up a bitch if she was on some petty shit Bitches be talkin' shit just to be relevant I smoke it strong out the pound for the hell of it She got a problem but she ain't addressin' shit I pop a one-of-one, I'm on my dressin' She clear as fuck, I hope they get the message Sit down lil' hoe, you ain't steppin' I'ma do that shit, even though it's reckless Bitch wanna fight me? She don't like me? Put that lil' bitch on a motherfuckin' white tee I met your wifey, don't gotta wife me But you gotta private jet-fly me Think they had dentures, these bitches biting Waste of my time, these bitches trifling I got my Rollie on, that's perfect timing Yeah, yeah, lil' bitch (haha) I'm makin' paper, I'm watchin' my neighbors I don't know who envy me, envy me I keep the cable business, ain't no fable I'm close to my friend but closer to my enemies (what?) In my head, bitch, there's like ten of me (ten of me) Don't give a fuck you're not feeling me (fuck 'em) Murkin' you, that's in my fantasy (blatt) Knockin' that boy out his denim jeans (grra) This a art of war, all fair in the hailstorm Get your bag, boy This that shit that keep your head strong (boom, boom, boom, boom) This a bad noise, this that shit that keep your head strong (grra) Get ya mad, boy This that shit that keep your head strong (pa-pa-pa-pa) This a art of war, all fair in the hailstorm (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Get your bag, boy This that shit that keep your head strong This a bad noise This that shit that keep your head strong (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Get ya mad, boy This that shit that keep your head strong (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Keanu Torres, Denzel Curry, Maria Kelly, Isaac De Boni, Malachi Pate, Michael Mule, Luke Swirsky Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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