Open Bar
Yung you made this?
It's Destiny Dreamsz Moore
(Dreamsz)
Ms.Out Bar Your Favorite Rapper
Pour the shots up
Ring the Alarm
You had the crown for too long
It's my time now
I'm knocking niggas off of they throne
Ring the Alarm
You had the crown for too long
It's my time now
I'm knocking niggas off of they throne
Look
My flow will make these niggas stupid
Such a bad influence
I stood ten toes
Against opponents
Y'all were swerving looping
You throw a shot at me
Just know I brought the bar out
You gon need assistance
Won't get home
This ain't the safe route
Eenie meanie miney moe
I'm on they necks
They feel it tho
Click clack blaow
They bars going down
Eenie meanie miney moe
I'm on they necks
They feel it tho
Click clack blaow
They bars going down
Already said that I'm the hardest spitting chick in the game
And all these other birds around they couldn't mention my name
It ain't twitter when I'm spitting I direct my message
Put the hash to ya
Tag ya toe
And leave ya breathless
And yeah I said it
I'm top two
And I aint number dos
I can't comprehend that funny money
Baby I'm BUY-lingual
That means he gotta buy me things
Baby that money talks
Pesos, yeah you gotta pay the cost
You wanna be a boss
Look
I like rings
Designer
Shiny things
But I get my own bag them other hoes can keep the change
The 25th day I made ya summer feel like spring
That's cause I supply the green
I grow my money then I leaves
I got the crown now
I'm royal y'all gon bow now
Take ya shot
I'm cutting wrists
Everyone wit they hand out
They suicidal
I'm screaming do or die too
I flex behind these bars and exercise 2nd amendments
My bars will reach and knock em down
I'm talking deadly sentence
No protection
Yeah I aim to kill
I conned 'em out his spot
I'm sitting at the throne now
Y'all could meet me at the top
Moore
Sitting at the throne now
Y'all could meet me at the top
Moore
Shhhhhhhh
I call my shooters
Yin and Yang
Whisper song
I throw up signs
They gon aim right at Chi-nese
(Ya knees)
Laying down a bed of roses
You gon sleep so comfortably
I told y'all to stay woke
What's a wall gonna do for me?
Once I trump ya card
I promise this spade cutting at ya heart
Been sitting down too long
From my throne I shall depart
Had to tie my shoes
I'm up now
Watch ya step, it come to me
Paul couldn't even bear this
Ain't carrying no body
Now it's time to pray
Close ya eyes
Paralyzed in ya sleep
Must've been stuck on stupid
Thinking you can come for me
SOS
God I'm committing sins & asking your forgiveness
They screaming out Jehovah
Casualties
Can't leave no witness
Cross ya heart
I hope you die
My pen will stab you in ya eye
Blinded by my metaphors
Ain't see ya murder coming huh
Ashes to ashes & baby
Dust to dust
Hope you rot in peace
And grim you'll reap for coming for us
Nigga
Eenie meanie miney moe
I'm on they necks
They feel it tho
Click clack blaow
They bars going down
Eenie meanie miney moe
I'm on they necks
They feel it tho
Click clack blaow
They bars going down
Brooklynnnn
Shoutout to all the female rappers man
I had to get a little spicy on it for 'em
Y'all be acting like y'all can see me in these streets
Like
Ms.Out Bar Your Favorite Rapper
You heard
It's Destiny Dreamsz Moore
Yung, we here
It's Destiny Dreamsz Moore
(Dreamsz)
Ms.Out Bar Your Favorite Rapper
Pour the shots up
Ring the Alarm
You had the crown for too long
It's my time now
I'm knocking niggas off of they throne
Ring the Alarm
You had the crown for too long
It's my time now
I'm knocking niggas off of they throne
Look
My flow will make these niggas stupid
Such a bad influence
I stood ten toes
Against opponents
Y'all were swerving looping
You throw a shot at me
Just know I brought the bar out
You gon need assistance
Won't get home
This ain't the safe route
Eenie meanie miney moe
I'm on they necks
They feel it tho
Click clack blaow
They bars going down
Eenie meanie miney moe
I'm on they necks
They feel it tho
Click clack blaow
They bars going down
Already said that I'm the hardest spitting chick in the game
And all these other birds around they couldn't mention my name
It ain't twitter when I'm spitting I direct my message
Put the hash to ya
Tag ya toe
And leave ya breathless
And yeah I said it
I'm top two
And I aint number dos
I can't comprehend that funny money
Baby I'm BUY-lingual
That means he gotta buy me things
Baby that money talks
Pesos, yeah you gotta pay the cost
You wanna be a boss
Look
I like rings
Designer
Shiny things
But I get my own bag them other hoes can keep the change
The 25th day I made ya summer feel like spring
That's cause I supply the green
I grow my money then I leaves
I got the crown now
I'm royal y'all gon bow now
Take ya shot
I'm cutting wrists
Everyone wit they hand out
They suicidal
I'm screaming do or die too
I flex behind these bars and exercise 2nd amendments
My bars will reach and knock em down
I'm talking deadly sentence
No protection
Yeah I aim to kill
I conned 'em out his spot
I'm sitting at the throne now
Y'all could meet me at the top
Moore
Sitting at the throne now
Y'all could meet me at the top
Moore
Shhhhhhhh
I call my shooters
Yin and Yang
Whisper song
I throw up signs
They gon aim right at Chi-nese
(Ya knees)
Laying down a bed of roses
You gon sleep so comfortably
I told y'all to stay woke
What's a wall gonna do for me?
Once I trump ya card
I promise this spade cutting at ya heart
Been sitting down too long
From my throne I shall depart
Had to tie my shoes
I'm up now
Watch ya step, it come to me
Paul couldn't even bear this
Ain't carrying no body
Now it's time to pray
Close ya eyes
Paralyzed in ya sleep
Must've been stuck on stupid
Thinking you can come for me
SOS
God I'm committing sins & asking your forgiveness
They screaming out Jehovah
Casualties
Can't leave no witness
Cross ya heart
I hope you die
My pen will stab you in ya eye
Blinded by my metaphors
Ain't see ya murder coming huh
Ashes to ashes & baby
Dust to dust
Hope you rot in peace
And grim you'll reap for coming for us
Nigga
Eenie meanie miney moe
I'm on they necks
They feel it tho
Click clack blaow
They bars going down
Eenie meanie miney moe
I'm on they necks
They feel it tho
Click clack blaow
They bars going down
Brooklynnnn
Shoutout to all the female rappers man
I had to get a little spicy on it for 'em
Y'all be acting like y'all can see me in these streets
Like
Ms.Out Bar Your Favorite Rapper
You heard
It's Destiny Dreamsz Moore
Yung, we here
Credits
Writer(s): Destiny Mccall
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