Apes at the Terminal (feat. MeloTapeWest & Dirk Bugatti)
Big whoopty layo shit
Falayho
Pow
Pow
Pow
Pow
She like how I beat on chest
She say she wanna fly with the jets
We killers we stay on the west
Got some hollows they fit in ya chest
Ay ay ay
It's the ape and I stay wit the whoopty
See a few oops then I'm making a movie
I don't got no time for a groupie
Spin so much blocks that it's making me woozy
It's the ape at the terminal
How you my opp but my niggas ain't heard of you
Got some chops and we murder you
Red and black hair while I speed in convertibles
DrewKo a boss
Shorty like how I flex in my Christian Dior
When I walk in the store
Ima beat up a nigga just give me a call
I don't care bout this rappin shit
Dirk hit me up then we clapping shit
Smoking dead oops Ima match your spliff
I could match your spliff
I pop at your melon if niggas is telling
You tranna turn me to a felon
These niggas got mad that I turned it up
When I'm just adjusting the settings
No cuffing no weddings
Just fucking and sweating
I drill with the shotgun the bullets is spreading
Buy guns wit the money I'm getting
Stack it up like it's jenga
Your bitch on the mic she a singer
My name is a ringer
Doing pull ups in the stringer
Exposing all of these pretenders
Niggas is fake
These niggas is jakes
They gotta free my nigga ace
Shooting niggas in they face
Treat guns like it's mace
Want smoke you get laced
See your bitch like she a base
Her lips is touching on the base
Dick slapping on her face
These niggas they copy and paste
Why you living you a waste
I can never be replaced
Get you shot when you upstate if you a deal or you a plate
Do you dirty leave you wet like a lake when I'm with the jets and the apes
Jets and the apes
Me melo and drewko
Like Ed, Ed and eddy
We don't just shoot nigga we got machetes
Chopping you up and it's straight to your belly
Look at your guts that shit look like spaghetti
Then I spin off in a Chevy
Now I'm with the gang getting deady
Im the gingerbread man come and get me
I'm your worst nightmare call me Freddy
No surrender nigga no retreat
Ima boss bitch call me meech
I'm fucking your bitch in the sheets
Then I bust on her face and I breeze
When you listen to dirk you like wow
You like how I do it like how
I told him to shoot that shit now
He like who nigga shoot at the crowd
She giving me head like a Kufi
Your bitch she a thot giving dubi
And she giving me head while I play wit her boobies
Fuck around and make a movie
She smoking my dick like a loosie
When I hit her Im making her woozy
The bitches they love me cause they know I'm loopy
Now she on me cause I'm groovy
I'm moving this weight like it's chalk
I walk nigga more than I talk
You a pussy boy I got your heart
Nigga ace pulled up with the hulk
I'm moving them bricks to the south
I'm taking a trip to your mother house
She a eater put dick in her mouth
We make 50 bands the d's is on me and I'm out
Falayho
Pow
Pow
Pow
Pow
She like how I beat on chest
She say she wanna fly with the jets
We killers we stay on the west
Got some hollows they fit in ya chest
Ay ay ay
It's the ape and I stay wit the whoopty
See a few oops then I'm making a movie
I don't got no time for a groupie
Spin so much blocks that it's making me woozy
It's the ape at the terminal
How you my opp but my niggas ain't heard of you
Got some chops and we murder you
Red and black hair while I speed in convertibles
DrewKo a boss
Shorty like how I flex in my Christian Dior
When I walk in the store
Ima beat up a nigga just give me a call
I don't care bout this rappin shit
Dirk hit me up then we clapping shit
Smoking dead oops Ima match your spliff
I could match your spliff
I pop at your melon if niggas is telling
You tranna turn me to a felon
These niggas got mad that I turned it up
When I'm just adjusting the settings
No cuffing no weddings
Just fucking and sweating
I drill with the shotgun the bullets is spreading
Buy guns wit the money I'm getting
Stack it up like it's jenga
Your bitch on the mic she a singer
My name is a ringer
Doing pull ups in the stringer
Exposing all of these pretenders
Niggas is fake
These niggas is jakes
They gotta free my nigga ace
Shooting niggas in they face
Treat guns like it's mace
Want smoke you get laced
See your bitch like she a base
Her lips is touching on the base
Dick slapping on her face
These niggas they copy and paste
Why you living you a waste
I can never be replaced
Get you shot when you upstate if you a deal or you a plate
Do you dirty leave you wet like a lake when I'm with the jets and the apes
Jets and the apes
Me melo and drewko
Like Ed, Ed and eddy
We don't just shoot nigga we got machetes
Chopping you up and it's straight to your belly
Look at your guts that shit look like spaghetti
Then I spin off in a Chevy
Now I'm with the gang getting deady
Im the gingerbread man come and get me
I'm your worst nightmare call me Freddy
No surrender nigga no retreat
Ima boss bitch call me meech
I'm fucking your bitch in the sheets
Then I bust on her face and I breeze
When you listen to dirk you like wow
You like how I do it like how
I told him to shoot that shit now
He like who nigga shoot at the crowd
She giving me head like a Kufi
Your bitch she a thot giving dubi
And she giving me head while I play wit her boobies
Fuck around and make a movie
She smoking my dick like a loosie
When I hit her Im making her woozy
The bitches they love me cause they know I'm loopy
Now she on me cause I'm groovy
I'm moving this weight like it's chalk
I walk nigga more than I talk
You a pussy boy I got your heart
Nigga ace pulled up with the hulk
I'm moving them bricks to the south
I'm taking a trip to your mother house
She a eater put dick in her mouth
We make 50 bands the d's is on me and I'm out
Credits
Writer(s): Trill Drew
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.