Music: 6 Senz/Valerii Zaitsev
Bad, but bad, but they get that shot
When I pop up, I enter my sweet spot
Drugs lookin' like the shot you be at
Pre-fueled the seller, he never gon' be back
Packed that, with Audemar on my hands now
Clash like the sweat of the lightning when they black
Crash, we descend in a circle, you can't pass
Fires turn with the glimmer, they set a big break when it's raining
Switchin' in the dark, I don't pretend
Yeah, we break it, it'll be please a minute
Pickin' in the skies, the private isn't rentin'
Back to the smiles, I'm sellin' stacks of the day
Back from the night, drinkin' Spidey jelly
Spellin' out, sayin', "Sick of lies, too bad"
Crawl up in your hands, then my mind gets sick
Watch where you walk, don't come far, where you get sniffin'
Switchin' in my pulse, and the skeleton break off
Be quiet with your lies, and the genital tissue
Break it down, watch your handle it, breakin' the aim at you
Hands in my pockets, I'm watchin' 'em out the sockets
Turn them into mugs, they dirty, but they look awful
Droppin' in the pen, ain't no record, can't get that option
I'm runnin' again, you get up in the shit
Pop em in the head with the weapon, they can't stop it.
Sleep dropped to the center, creepin' to the weather
When I'm stoppin' to settle, I'm so short on the weather
But they never remember, I'm takin' five-seventy-five
Surprise 'em, can you break it?
Take 'em with the highs, the fives, them high-seventy
This is how I break the chain, five-seventy-five-seventy
Let me hold you, check it, you spin it because you stand it
I just let you get the ballad and rob it, I'm checkin'
Crushed with the doors, the walls, but not rushed
Crushed the when I touch, the mother****in' get broke
Crushed with the weapons, pressin' the comfort
Crushed when I sniff, it did rise and fall
Crushed in the earth, burst like the bubble
What a b***h, I'm breakin' bars like us
Lickin' that little record, pickin' it up
Throwin' drugs in your arm, I'm poppin' it, ****, it's the bomb
When I pack that heat, everyone get warm on the block, then they freeze
Stop with the weather, they drop in the degrees
Pop with the chamber, my chamber open
All stocked in the brains with the silver scepter
Anybody out there, come and get it
Dump it every time, be proud, like I said
Play your whole game like an instrument
Pants on the box, nothing not to buy
I switched the position from the nine to five
I'm 45 degrees and I can't stay straight
I ain't skating in the 'cause I'm used to being great
Got the book of the dead in my dresser
Think about life and it ain't any better
I laid a 44, live my better
In a shadow with the bars that reach you like venom
Race with the bars and I'm out to win it
Stepping out my mouth, you can drop to the same
Married to God, filled with guilt, I'm taking it
Next to the North, we're moving to my city
Dropping in the middle, breaking, can't get the ticket
Dropping in the middle, breaking, can' t get the ticket
Dropping in the middle, breaking, can the ticket
Dropping in the middle, breaking, can 't get the ticket