Revolver (feat. Bumpy103)

-Lemme move to the left
-Lemme move to the left
You muphukas can't handle me now lemme move to the left,
-Lemme move to the left(aight)
-Lemme move to the left
you muphuckas gone need the next shot
lemme move to my left

Le go!

Head of this corpo,
No hoe I don't move slow,
Team on swole,
Belly's full,
Pockets no longer see boug,
Travelin & seeing the lights all to persistence,
I'll be yo bane in existence boi
Trust me, you'll see
I ain't the muphukin average
I create impossible cheese
Most hoes don't know who i be,
Forced hands don't gotta feed me,
Penacilin to the villains
That be hating on me
Reached high enough gotta a welcome to Mars
Staring at stars
While paying my highest regards
Connections reach far
I can't help but be me
Enjoying life, making ways, the most incredible V.
Aye

Lemme move to the left
-Lemme move to the left
You muphukas can't handle me now lemme move to the left,
-Lemme move to the left(aight)
-Lemme move to the left
you muphuckas gone need the next shot
lemme move to my left

So on my 2short,
Got hoes in Detroit
But them hoes is crazy
so when I'm up in Miami
I say my name Jamie
Paper planes in these streets
Flying high,
Bezo skys,
Don'tchu count to 10 on me nigha,
Making moves when you snooze
while you counting sheep nigha,
Im Str8 owling enemies fah sho
I'm no-longer- young-,
but I'm getting corporate payments
so kanobi obey-the-one-,
Keeping my nighas elevated when I shoot thru cash guns
No games for the players
All Boss, been calling shots
Now watch my smithy
Get lippy when Bumpy roll on the block.aye
Lemme move to the left
-Lemme move to the left
You muphukas can't handle me now lemme move to the left,
-Lemme move to the left
-Lemme move to the left
you muphuckas gone need the next shot
lemme move to my left
Lets go

I got it sis
Im fly as shit
And i dont really care about nada bitch
Im not a bitch Im not a trick
From twenties blood im not a crip

He not a crip
He not a crip
But it's blue faces when
he make em sick

Got hella swag got a lotta drip
Drive fast cars pushin new whips
I done stacked dough
I done blew chips
Run red lights
Wit the tools grip let to go away
Take new trips
Big risks when I move bricks
Bad bitch that like to take dick
And i cut the grass no snake shit
Imma real nigga no fake shit
When i go to court its case dismissed
Water whippin all in the wrists
We was choppin grams on a glass dish
Cutting class i was school skippin
New game but the rules missin
Mouth closed cause the feds listenin
Yeah
Mouth closed caused the feds listen
Uh
Mouth closed caused the feds listenin