Mirror
I'm making noise
Do this shit cus I don't got a choice
We gon have em rolling like a Royce
Smoking every op I'm paranoid
Cold like cemetery I do what they couldn't
Cruisin in a Bentley looking forward to it
Shooters coming with me nigga don't you budge
Hadouken if you tempt me melt em like he fudge
I told em that they can't be me cus I'm the one
I'm starving I'm about to eat the beat for the lunch
I'm storming niggas camps retreat before I come
I fold em they gon see defeat before the sun
It's over when he bleed he leaking better run
I'm folding so much green I'm cheesing with my funds
They hopeless they need Jesus meet em if you want
Control her with the meat I feed her just because
Like holdup have a seat he fiending for a buzz
Foot off the brakes and I do the race bitch my shit will never fit you
The fuck out my face get hit with this K I'm gon let the choppa kiss you
I might Versace my lace I stay in my place
So tell me if there's an issue
You can cooked like a steak if you feelin great I'll put you on a plate with tissues
Foot off the brakes and I do the race bitch my shit will never fit you
The fuck out my face get hit with this K I'm gon let the choppa kiss you
I might Versace my lace I stay in my place
So tell me if there's an issue
You can cooked like a steak if you feelin great I'll put you on a plate with tissues
Do this shit cus I don't got a choice
We gon have em rolling like a Royce
Smoking every op I'm paranoid
Cold like cemetery I do what they couldn't
Cruisin in a Bentley looking forward to it
Shooters coming with me nigga don't you budge
Hadouken if you tempt me melt em like he fudge
I told em that they can't be me cus I'm the one
I'm starving I'm about to eat the beat for the lunch
I'm storming niggas camps retreat before I come
I fold em they gon see defeat before the sun
It's over when he bleed he leaking better run
I'm folding so much green I'm cheesing with my funds
They hopeless they need Jesus meet em if you want
Control her with the meat I feed her just because
Like holdup have a seat he fiending for a buzz
Foot off the brakes and I do the race bitch my shit will never fit you
The fuck out my face get hit with this K I'm gon let the choppa kiss you
I might Versace my lace I stay in my place
So tell me if there's an issue
You can cooked like a steak if you feelin great I'll put you on a plate with tissues
Foot off the brakes and I do the race bitch my shit will never fit you
The fuck out my face get hit with this K I'm gon let the choppa kiss you
I might Versace my lace I stay in my place
So tell me if there's an issue
You can cooked like a steak if you feelin great I'll put you on a plate with tissues
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Writer(s): Knolege Ballantyne
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