Lyrics:
The Prada bag heavy, can't stomach this shii, dysentery, no freshening up on my belly I better ignore it)
The beat turning up I feel ready, like Salvatore verses Forelli (we bombing their forces)
Pull up to the spot with a Chevy, but you gon see nothing but Bentleys (We cannot afford it)
Rolling with Royce in a Chery, like ghosting your girl when you petty (you better enjoy it)
Your style kinda Semi hmm
Not perfect but you cannot tell me
With all of the zenkai's you got
The ammo you stocked
You still can't Excel me
Yall know that I'm cold at this shii
When I'm talking you know I sound Cool as bih
When I'm Freezing the mic, when the temperature rise, when the temp is at 0 I'm warming and shii
Man, I'm hungry I'm warming this shii
I cooked it last night, it's still cold as a bih
Why you taking my pot, now you owe me some shii
And I'm calling you thunder, not loaded for shii
But I'm lightning, I'm warning you shii
You a fly, imma SWAT when I'm storming your shii
Like your purse, call me Perce when I stole it and shii
Call me lightning, we striking and burning your shii
Fuck all the drama, just wave off the heat
Move like a Blizzard, as cool as can be
Under the weather, my flow got a sickness, will this shii go viral I guess we gon see
Just took a flight from the A to the Z
Start with the canyon than end with the trees
First Arizona then head to Brazil with some wandering women if you can believe
But, if those bars went over your head
You could grab it and do a quick pull up instead
And you'll get it in 2 to 3 business days
With That Amazon shipping I'm giving you Ayyy
But They stuck on/to the Z anyway
Cos it's clear that these bitches is sleeping on me
I'm the demon that watch as you sleeping away
I'm a fiend when I'm stalking and creeping like Bray
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