Kill Sephiroth
Big ass choppa on deck
Flex so she upset
Thumbin' through all these bands
I'ma need more hands
The Dior, it came from France
The Mio came from Japan
I just pulled up and shot you and yo' mans
I just pulled up and I'm flexin' again
Backwoods, I'm smokin' on gram by the gram
Come through yo' block like I'm Invader Zim
Swervin' the lane, like that motherfuckin' Lamb
Come in the paint and I'm breakin' the rim
Oh, that yo' bitch? Bet I take her again
If that money LEAF, I rake it right in
If that nigga leave, I'm breaking right in
Diamonds water, Poseidon
I'm in Florida residing
Get yo' daughter, she triflin'
Money old as a white man
Count that guap with my right hand
Big Glock sittin' on the night stand
It'll put Yuri on ice, man
I don't think a nigga wanna take that chance
Run up on me, gon' change yo' plans
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down, down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down, yeah
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' lay 'em down, down
Nigga, don't make a sound
Don't make a sound now
Give me the check right now
Give me the check right now, now
Give me the check right now
Give me the check right now, now
Before I lay 'em down
Before I lay 'em down, down
Before I lay 'em down
I lay 'em down, down
Who get that check like me?
That check like me, yeah
I get that check and go beep
That check it go, "Pfft, beep"
Who get it lit like me?
Nobody, yeah
I'm balling, I dunk on yo' team
I score on that bitch like Kareem, yeah
That money, it bust out the jeans, yeah
That bitch gon' let me get between, yeah
I remember this shit was a dream, yeah
That choppa gone shoot like a scene, yeah
That boy think he fuckin' with me? Yeah
That boy must be off the codeine, yeah
Just shot 12, senior
Just fucked a señorita
Left Japan (Visa)
Yo' bitch dance (Eater)
I'm with MEG (Peter)
Got that MAC (Veeta)
I'm with STRIFE (Tifa)
Got that white (Tina)
Living life (Peaceful)
We not equal
We not equal
We not equal
We not equal
We not equal (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get that bag, spend it fast
Don't make me drop the MAG on yo' pussy ass
This my last stand, feel like Sephiroth
They say I'm a mad man, with my flexing ass
Choppa come through shooting cans, like a Pepsi ad
Nigga thinking you my mans? I L-O-L at that
Fucked that bitch and fucked her friend, I'm never telling that
That's yo' bitch all in my Benz asking "Where the telly at?"
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down, down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down, yeah
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' lay 'em down, down
Nigga, don't make a sound
Don't make a sound now
Thumb through that check while I fuck on yo' bitch
Niggas be hating, I don't give a shit
Balling so hard, bitch, I just broke the rim?
I just broke the rim
Look at my money, bitch, jump out the gym
Dior? Fendi? Phillip Lim?
I can't share this wood, boy, I gotta face it
I just got geeked, boy, I feel amazing
The shit that I'm shooting, it look like a laser
The shit that you shooting, it look like a taser
You can't hear a sound when I pick the potato
Drive off with a smile, bitch, I'm feeling like Mater
Fuck up a sesh then I head out a state
When I feel sad, bitch, I pour me a 8
Oh, that's yo' bitch? Why she all in my face?
Choppa sounding like the End Of The Game
Kill, kill Sephiroth
Kill Sephiroth (Kill Sephiroth), kill Sephiroth
Kill Sephiroth (Kill Sephiroth), kill Sephiroth
Kill Sephiroth (Kill Sephiroth), kill Sephiroth
Flex so she upset
Thumbin' through all these bands
I'ma need more hands
The Dior, it came from France
The Mio came from Japan
I just pulled up and shot you and yo' mans
I just pulled up and I'm flexin' again
Backwoods, I'm smokin' on gram by the gram
Come through yo' block like I'm Invader Zim
Swervin' the lane, like that motherfuckin' Lamb
Come in the paint and I'm breakin' the rim
Oh, that yo' bitch? Bet I take her again
If that money LEAF, I rake it right in
If that nigga leave, I'm breaking right in
Diamonds water, Poseidon
I'm in Florida residing
Get yo' daughter, she triflin'
Money old as a white man
Count that guap with my right hand
Big Glock sittin' on the night stand
It'll put Yuri on ice, man
I don't think a nigga wanna take that chance
Run up on me, gon' change yo' plans
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down, down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down, yeah
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' lay 'em down, down
Nigga, don't make a sound
Don't make a sound now
Give me the check right now
Give me the check right now, now
Give me the check right now
Give me the check right now, now
Before I lay 'em down
Before I lay 'em down, down
Before I lay 'em down
I lay 'em down, down
Who get that check like me?
That check like me, yeah
I get that check and go beep
That check it go, "Pfft, beep"
Who get it lit like me?
Nobody, yeah
I'm balling, I dunk on yo' team
I score on that bitch like Kareem, yeah
That money, it bust out the jeans, yeah
That bitch gon' let me get between, yeah
I remember this shit was a dream, yeah
That choppa gone shoot like a scene, yeah
That boy think he fuckin' with me? Yeah
That boy must be off the codeine, yeah
Just shot 12, senior
Just fucked a señorita
Left Japan (Visa)
Yo' bitch dance (Eater)
I'm with MEG (Peter)
Got that MAC (Veeta)
I'm with STRIFE (Tifa)
Got that white (Tina)
Living life (Peaceful)
We not equal
We not equal
We not equal
We not equal
We not equal (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get that bag, spend it fast
Don't make me drop the MAG on yo' pussy ass
This my last stand, feel like Sephiroth
They say I'm a mad man, with my flexing ass
Choppa come through shooting cans, like a Pepsi ad
Nigga thinking you my mans? I L-O-L at that
Fucked that bitch and fucked her friend, I'm never telling that
That's yo' bitch all in my Benz asking "Where the telly at?"
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down, down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' spray 'em down, yeah
Choppa gon' spray 'em down
Choppa gon' lay 'em down, down
Nigga, don't make a sound
Don't make a sound now
Thumb through that check while I fuck on yo' bitch
Niggas be hating, I don't give a shit
Balling so hard, bitch, I just broke the rim?
I just broke the rim
Look at my money, bitch, jump out the gym
Dior? Fendi? Phillip Lim?
I can't share this wood, boy, I gotta face it
I just got geeked, boy, I feel amazing
The shit that I'm shooting, it look like a laser
The shit that you shooting, it look like a taser
You can't hear a sound when I pick the potato
Drive off with a smile, bitch, I'm feeling like Mater
Fuck up a sesh then I head out a state
When I feel sad, bitch, I pour me a 8
Oh, that's yo' bitch? Why she all in my face?
Choppa sounding like the End Of The Game
Kill, kill Sephiroth
Kill Sephiroth (Kill Sephiroth), kill Sephiroth
Kill Sephiroth (Kill Sephiroth), kill Sephiroth
Kill Sephiroth (Kill Sephiroth), kill Sephiroth
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Writer(s): Lil Waifu, Shannon Adams
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