DISK[S]

By Apollo stripes

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[Verse 1: Apollo stripes]

Shit talk, get hit

With a semi-auto clip

D/C, Log in, gamer tag for the bitch

I'm a monster

Aiming at you, riding in a Mazda

Maybe switch disks, and I'm coming for your squad

Real shit

Assassinate a young nigga, like Pablo

Weaponize the squad, Rome the streets like Venice

I'm a menace, with a hidden blade

Tucked in a nigga's nice holster

Hopping like a joker

Rooftop, Rooftop

Eagle V spot a nigga slipping so I'm gliding

Head down, hood low, hiding


[ Chorus ]

You can tell by the white and the red, I'm a killer

Full bred, who the nigga in the red

You can tell by the white and the red, I'm a killer

Full bred, who the nigga in the red


[Verse 2]

Auditore, I'm notorious

Been in this creed shit, 6 something years and I'm glorious

Glo'ing up, wanna be a pirate? Got a Black Flag

Seen God thrice in the last 10 minutes

I'm a menace, no forgiveness

Shit popping like a vessel muhfucka'

Armor straight flex a muhfucka'

When that arrow hit your throat, you gon' gasp for the last time

Seen the Creed sign in my last dime

Man, you can tell by the..


[ Chorus ]

...white and the red, I'm a killer

Full bred, who the nigga in the red

You can tell by the white and the red, I'm a killer

Full bred, who the nigga in the red


[Verse 3]

Switch disks, lil' bitch

Let the 12 do the talking

Nina stay yapping like she fell on her noggin

Shit. You don't really want this problem

Knife hand quick, no assist, its a hit, not a miss

Whats the mission, triple 7, lucky 6

Why that shit stain, all around your lips?

Why your mouth still ejaculating words, you a bitch

Bruh you been trash

I been following your syntax, but

You can tell by the white and the black I'm a motherfucking god for that ass


[Outro Verse]

Triple stripes on the sweater

Hella bad weather, Mr.Knock got em knocks for the better

R to the Kelly

Trapped in the closet with a semi and Beretta watch you niggas do it better

Addicted to the white, coke, lean, shit anything to get a nigga live

In my Margiela sweater

I'm a baller, with no money, and a coke problem

Nose whiter than the lips of Michael Jackson

Stripes