007
Ehh, just a drink. A martini- shaken, not stirred
I must've seen a ghost is that a angel or demon
Getting cold as December it's lookin like it's the season
I'm MI6 at the agency, I keep it a secret
In the snow for a weekend and I ain't freezing
What it mean when I be on the team with the weed
And a watch on my wrist that I cop for the free?
Hunnid bands that u tryna drop on ya teeth
Ton of panties I'm tryna drop on the sheets
Done advancing till I'm enhancing the beat when I
Stand lone man like the wolf Zach G
Blues clues Joe don't want no Steve
Talking shit bout the past, bitch go ask Jeeves
Cuz when I evolve, like a dinosaur
I been splitting heads, knocking down the door
Like I huff and puff when I slither in
Till my lungs are stuffed
And I cough em up
Took a hunnid bucks then I bet it all
And I missed the blow, like a fentanyl
Falling down in snow, Imma set it off
Let the record show when I said it all like who
007
007
Shaken not stirred
007
007
Yea
What do they know
Who do they see
Call up my phone
Quarter to three
Make sure you keep it discreet
We don't need no company
Make sure you gimme the beat
Lemme start kickin' a free
Lemme start ripping these geeks
Put 'em all onto they knees
Bring out the whips and the chains
Set up ur veins for release
Shred em like cheese
Fly around the world
For a business trip
Fuck up on ya girl
Seven witnesses
And I'm in the shit
When I be going so quick that you tryin to dance but your ankle go twist, hit a lick and I split
Imma get into my bag
Split up a rack and then maybe I'll sip on a 5th
Imma go grab me the swag
Wave in my rag
Hand on my hip
Head on ya lips but I isn't your mans
And that's legit
Bitch
007
007
Bitch I'm James Bond, what you even talking about
007
007
Indo
I got a whole lotta problems So I sip moscato
Hop in the car and real quick I hit the throttle
I drink a fifth of Henny search to solve em at the bottom of the bottle
Then I chase it with some vodka
And take u through my sorrows
Talking to the marijuana
'Cause I ain't got no one else to talk with
Yet everybody always talks shit
I know I run my mouth but you ain't listen up
That's why I'm full of doubts I'm thinking of giving it up
On God, I'm fucking serious
And I don't think you'd understand what I am
Or what kinda man or animal I can be
I must've seen a ghost is that a angel or demon
Getting cold as December it's lookin like it's the season
I'm MI6 at the agency, I keep it a secret
In the snow for a weekend and I ain't freezing
What it mean when I be on the team with the weed
And a watch on my wrist that I cop for the free?
Hunnid bands that u tryna drop on ya teeth
Ton of panties I'm tryna drop on the sheets
Done advancing till I'm enhancing the beat when I
Stand lone man like the wolf Zach G
Blues clues Joe don't want no Steve
Talking shit bout the past, bitch go ask Jeeves
Cuz when I evolve, like a dinosaur
I been splitting heads, knocking down the door
Like I huff and puff when I slither in
Till my lungs are stuffed
And I cough em up
Took a hunnid bucks then I bet it all
And I missed the blow, like a fentanyl
Falling down in snow, Imma set it off
Let the record show when I said it all like who
007
007
Shaken not stirred
007
007
Yea
What do they know
Who do they see
Call up my phone
Quarter to three
Make sure you keep it discreet
We don't need no company
Make sure you gimme the beat
Lemme start kickin' a free
Lemme start ripping these geeks
Put 'em all onto they knees
Bring out the whips and the chains
Set up ur veins for release
Shred em like cheese
Fly around the world
For a business trip
Fuck up on ya girl
Seven witnesses
And I'm in the shit
When I be going so quick that you tryin to dance but your ankle go twist, hit a lick and I split
Imma get into my bag
Split up a rack and then maybe I'll sip on a 5th
Imma go grab me the swag
Wave in my rag
Hand on my hip
Head on ya lips but I isn't your mans
And that's legit
Bitch
007
007
Bitch I'm James Bond, what you even talking about
007
007
Indo
I got a whole lotta problems So I sip moscato
Hop in the car and real quick I hit the throttle
I drink a fifth of Henny search to solve em at the bottom of the bottle
Then I chase it with some vodka
And take u through my sorrows
Talking to the marijuana
'Cause I ain't got no one else to talk with
Yet everybody always talks shit
I know I run my mouth but you ain't listen up
That's why I'm full of doubts I'm thinking of giving it up
On God, I'm fucking serious
And I don't think you'd understand what I am
Or what kinda man or animal I can be
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