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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shade Apollo
Shade Apollo
Songwriter
Xavier Matos
Xavier Matos
Songwriter
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lavonta oneil
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Lyrics

You say you want the smoke but can't even handle boof I will pull up to your spot with a scythe, aim it at you Got a grave with your name and a blade I'm packin too You could try to stand your ground but you'll get blown away, achoo If you thinkin 'bout steppin, better wait I will fuck your ass up Uppercut, you levitate I will cut your ass up If you wanna escalate the situation, shit could get dangerous Turn your place into a Jackson Pollock paintin When your blood get the sprayin My demons got me where I am today This just is how I repay 'em You ain't shit to me, just another soul for the takin Thank God it's Friday motherfucker 'cause I am Jason Oops, let me correct that last line, I meant Satan I will go Demon Saiyan if I don't like what you're sayin Super villain in the makin Spit that Red Eyes Black Dragon Saw the fear within his eyes and now they both filled up with maggots Ugh You say you want the smoke but can't even handle boof I will pull up to your spot with a scythe, aim it at you Got a grave with your name and a blade I'm packin too You could try to stand your ground but you'll get blown away, achoo Aye I'mma up dat blade and chop you up jus like I'm Sweeney Todd Right below the neck jus like a psycho if he feelin odd Got that remedy inside his chest, that's a metal rod Fight against my friends inside the squad cause we don't get along Yeah I'm rolling 'round the city wit a glock Said he wanna catch the smoke but he ain't pull up to the spot So we found the homie addy and we got to spinnin blocks His face is in the dirt, he eatin up where maggots rot Yuh I'mma make these lil vros dance Begging SVI for a feature only showing you a fan Flying high up in da sky, you smokin boof, I'll never land Till we stomp da goofy out, his teeth was layin in the sand, yuh You say you want the smoke but can't even handle boof I will pull up to your spot with a scythe, aim it at you Got a grave with your name and a blade I'm packin too You could try to stand your ground but you'll get blown away, achoo It makes no sense when I'm pissed off Head down, jaw clinched like I bit frost Blow smoke then proceed for the liftoff Then get lost to rip off ya limbs with the ripsaw I'm finally taking my time with this Crack ya skull and rip ya limbs Ya might go blind from this They wanna talk but fuck I think that I'm inclined for this I'm on a mission Gotta hit while I'm alive Gotta get it right You say you want the smoke but can't even handle boof I will pull up to your spot with a scythe, aim it at you Got a grave with your name and a blade I'm packin too You could try to stand your ground but you'll get blown away, achoo
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