Bite the Bullet

By VI Seconds

Released on December 8, 2017

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[Intro]

Whoo!

I have arrived through the smoke screen

With coke schemes for the dope fiends

You bozo, a cold flow that runs smooth as a nose bleed

In other words I'm hard to see like waving from the nosebleeds

When it's action, there's clips for your whole scene

'Cause I'm rolling with a clique of warriors like Cochise

Get your egg cracked, see shells like a Yoshi

All that gum flap-

Fuck y'all niggas talking 'bout?


[Interlude]

Oh my God

It feels so good

So good to be back

They been talking

I hear 'em talking

And they sleeping

But I keep saying "You don't fuck with a Gawd"


[Verse]

Uh, I have arrived through the smoke screen

With coke schemes for the dope fiends

You bozo, a cold flow that runs smooth as a nose bleed

In other words I'm hard to see like waving from the nosebleeds (ayy)

When it's action, there's clips for your whole scene

'Cause I'm rolling with a clique of warriors like Cochise

Get your egg cracked, see shells like a Yoshi

All that gum flapping's gonna leave you with no teeth

Damn

And y'all don't even get the half of it

This li'l nigga think he match with VI

There ain't a fucking way in hell I'ma let this nigga stand for it

Leg shot, hollows take a knee like Kaepernick

Bar fight, you tryna fight with the bars?

You took shots, I'm talking shots, now we can fight in a bar

Steel in hand, you want the pistol or to fight with a bar?

Since ya titties in a twist, you'll take a knife through your bra (Gawd)

I mean, ego always leads to the fall

Don't get gassed for a drive leading smacked to a wall

Tap on the jaw?

This ain't what you should've walked into

Smack son in his mouth like "Watch who you talking to!"

Grown folks talking, bitch, you sit and you listen

You niggas food

I ain't leaving this table til' you finished

Lord knows with the flow I got good ass cooking

Leave you gasping like when you get that good ass whooping

You done stepped onto a land mine

We both punch, but the difference is I land mine

One call will get your landlined

Think you got me beat on a beat, till you get beat till you flatline

Fists up like Black Lives Matter

At the ones you love, then I'm at your black life after

You'll get black life taken

I'll change your black life's matter

Yours never did, even though I'm screaming "Black Lives Matter!"

I'm saying

I'm 'bout to cause headlines

Once I push your shit back like you can't meet your deadline

You tryna beat me wouldn't work out, fam

Let the metal focus your chest like a workout plan

Couple thou for the fit but I got hundred milli dreams

And schemes to step and light you squares up like Billie Jean

You 'bout to fight for your life while you bleed

When nine fives flame your whip like Lightning McQueen

I put that work in

Made my own lane before you niggas, son

Only time you see a lazy I is Forest Whitaker

Docs gon' pick you niggas up

You gon' get to switching up

Like you done bit off more than you can chew and I done did enough

You want smoke or do I keep the thang holstered?

You can get your whole pack lit up, I'm a chain smoker

No games, there ain't a G in your unit

You'll get a buck fifty for the bank, keep acting clueless

Nicer and flyer than I? Pair of lies

This pair of mine click? Him and his pair will lie paralyzed

Shit get foul when I'm lifting the Tec

Been fishing for rappers and I caught this shrimp in a net

You squares get X'd out, bitch you all spam

Piece to your wife eye and walk off with your broad bands

Watching your tone ain't hard to do

Better get to it 'fore these hands correct your pitch like auto-tune

Damn

I've been a buyer, not a browser

You keep a tab on my steps on your browser

Keep barking, get dogged like a Schnauzer

The king fire spitter with big shells like Bowser

You little B, I'm in your base in a hoodie

I'll call P and B Rocked, then we stomping you like A Boogie

The ruger shooter, move and put tools to your crew's medulla

Bullets so big, it's like I'm shooting an Oompa Loompa

I mean big rounds, who tryna be a hula hooper?

Your body stiff like I'm introducing Medusa to ya

It's deuces to ya

Don't care if you 6'9''

You''ll get six nines on your face like 6ix9ine

Niggas iffy, uh

Run up with the blicky, uh

Shit get sticky, uh

Leave you niggas red as Trippie, uh

You get leaned and cuts like you love scars

And something tied 'round your neck like you love scarves

These my waters, no loss in money is hurting me

I am the wave without a greeting touching currency

Hammers bust down like fuck it, bitch you drowning

I am The Gawd, there ain't no getting around it

I took time just to separate from everybody

To come back and snatch souls from every body

Raiding your shit, I'm Bruh Man from the 5th floor

And you gon' leave like him when I send you out the window

Gang with me, strapped, yo class getting smothered

It's a cypher, all the hammers spitting one after the other

Damn, I been woke, but ain't losing sleep

There's a thousand ways to die and I'm flattered that you chose me

A gap between us and you fear the distance

Eyes from the same city but the tears are different

You'll be in so many pieces they can't piece you together

So it's peace or speak your peace or I'll peace you forever, nigga


[Outro]

Oh my God

Like I said

It feels so good to be back

Y'all niggas can't fuck with me, B

Watch how you speak my name, ya heard

Brooklyn

I'm The Gawd