[Intro: 1crusafix]
Yeah, I'm clutching on that po-o-ole
Talkin' tuff, I'ma smash his fuckin' skull-ull
Only mode I'm on is go, got that pressure, let it blow
DND, I'm going ghost, I won't ever fuckin' fold
[Chorus: 1crusafix]
Yeah, these hater blockers on, yeah, these Ray-Bans
And I'm aimin' through the scope like it's FaZe Clan
You keep talkin' on da net, put da blade in
You be tryna steal my flow, steal my cadence
Yeah, these hater blockers on, yeah, these Ray-Bans
And I'm aimin' through the scope like it's FaZe Clan
You keep talkin' on da net, put da blade in
You be tryna stеal my flow, steal my cadence
[Verse 1: tera]
Yеah, smokin' on dis gas, it got me fucked up
I know he mad 'cause I'm countin' bucks, yeah
Fell of 'cause he outta lu-u-uck, yeah
I know that they talkin' shit I do not give a fu-u-uck
Fell off for a bit, but now I'm countin' guap
In my bag now, I don't wanna ta-a-a-alk
Makin money fast, I don't wanna stop
Why you talkin' on tha' gang, you needa stop it
(Yeah, smokin' on dis gas, it got me fucked up
I know he mad 'cause I'm countin' bucks, yeah
Fell of 'cause he outta lu-u-uck, yeah
I know that they talkin' shit I do not give a fu-u-uck)
[Bridge: 1crusafix]
Yeah, you keep on talking, yeah, you talk too much
Choppa in my hand, I let it eat him up
Make the same songs everyday, yeah, I'm stuck
But I'm getting more fucking plays, give no fucks
[Chorus: 1crusafix]
Yeah, these hater blockers on, yeah, these Ray-Bans
And I'm aimin' through the scope like it's FaZe Clan
You keep talkin' on da net, put da blade in
You be tryna steal my flow, steal my cadence
Yeah, these hater blockers on, yeah, these Ray-Bans
And I'm aimin' through the scope like it's FaZe Clan
You keep talkin' on da net, put da blade in
You be tryna steal my flow, steal my cadence
[Verse 2: akkiro]
That boy tryna be like me, yeah, we gon' get him gone
We gon' put him on a tee, yeah, he won't be here long
Yeah, I know they wanna talk about me but they don't know what to say
Put a pistol to his face, he won't see another day
Stop it, guarantee that we gon' drop him, we gon' fuckin' pop him
Put him on the ground now he bleedin', we gon' stomp him
Stop him out, everybody going down
Silencer won't hear a sound, bitch, you know that we gon' air it out
[Outro]
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