Lyrics: Adedamola Adesoji
Music: Adedamola Adesoji
Whats that weapon
Had her hands on the man like Tekken
Came here with her Bedrin
Two hands on the dick that tekkers
10/10 gal hot like peppers
Said she bored of man like checkers
Bet man won’t even come check
Cos when the alpha beta just let her
Baby let me change your weather
Buss it better
Chop this raba
Hmm
Money in cash no capper
Don’t do talk
The flex talk badder
No chest shots just all headers
Straight red scopes like silhouettes
Baby it’s big bad balla
Big bad drip gon get you wetter
And we I don’t mean Tony stark when I said bro came with the iron man
Dem man living off me they never had pees stop lying man
That young man found God now get in the booth not ig man
If I should rap my truth,well truth is I know they don’t like me man
Your hearts untidy
Why you got two face like miley
How Do fakes get by me man
Is he an opp or a Jake need id man
Small circle not no posse
Point blank if they get lucky
Killer smile just chuckie
prolly cry if they off me
Shit
don’t get me started
My truth is hollow I mask it
Cos if I go where my heart
Too many could turn a target
That’s one to many of caskets
How many more bodies in carpetS
Prolly I’d wish that I did not start it
Lucky man if he didn’t get clarted
Bow for the Th3nity
Houston we got a problem Whitney
No sliding even when slippery
Bare chest and the shots ain’t hitting me
Lone wolf on a rome , Italy
Big smoke smoke in a pole chimney
We had green on sticks no celery
So this money ain’t show like Disney
Alpha and omega
Tippped over the block jenga
I ain’t doing no back2sender
I send ya to your creator
No hole in my heart just craters
I put red in your head like kratos
I put red in your head like kratos
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