Short Round (feat. Sunny Wiggins)
Yea
Look
I want it all
Ceilings so tall
That if I would fall
They know who to call
Steven Seagal
Ready for action
Ready to drawl
Ready to brawl
Ready for whatever ya'll got in store
Pause on the smoke
Stress by the boat
Fuck I'm having withdrawals
God on the line
He said it's my time
I'm done ignoring the calls
Up turning down
Down turning up
It feel like Gravity Falls
Get me involved
Murder's involved
If I'm on the track
Killer at large
City is small
Don't know where he at
I'm on backs
Whip real clean
It's pulled out back
Get me a stack
I'm doubling that
You won't get it back
Yea
New whip Indiana (Yea)
Jonesing for a Panamera (Yea)
Money on my daily planner (Yea)
Shawty think she date a scammer
Got 12 up on the scanner
Had to change my plan up
I don't trick I ain't Santa
White girls on me, Montana
Small state
But my mind state bigger
Don't know what it is I relate to sinner, sinner, sinners
Eat for the ones not home for dinner
I bring the heat to the winter
Watch what you say I'm with spinners
This game ain't for beginners
Sun go down ranks get thinner
Money pile up I got a printer
I want it all
Ceilings so tall
That if I would fall
They know who to call
Steven Seagal
Ready for action
Ready to drawl
Ready to brawl
Ready for whatever ya'll got in store
Pause on the smoke
Stress by the boat
Fuck I'm having withdrawals
God on the line
He said it's my time
I'm done ignoring the calls
Up turning down
Down turning up
It feel like gravity falls
Talk to me nicely
Or shit'll get spicy
These niggas ain't threats
Get checked like Nikes
I don't hype beef
I hunt hype beasts
Leave all that shit dead
Tried to spread love but these niggas wanna hate on me instead
Why hate on me? Used to sleep in the cold I used to have no bed
Now I'm in a brand new bag
I know ya'll niggas is mad
Your girl come and go like brand new fads
Pussy get popped like brand new tags
Pussy run down like old school Jags
Damn ya'll niggas so sad
Damn ya'll niggas so sad
Damn ya'll niggas so sad
I want it all
Ceilings so tall
That if I would fall
They know who to call
Steven Seagal
Ready for action
Ready to drawl
Ready to brawl
Ready for whatever ya'll got in store
Pause on the smoke
Stress by the boat
Fuck I'm having withdrawals
God on the line
He said it's my time
I'm done ignoring the calls
Up turning down
Down turning up
It feel like Gravity Falls
Look
I want it all
Ceilings so tall
That if I would fall
They know who to call
Steven Seagal
Ready for action
Ready to drawl
Ready to brawl
Ready for whatever ya'll got in store
Pause on the smoke
Stress by the boat
Fuck I'm having withdrawals
God on the line
He said it's my time
I'm done ignoring the calls
Up turning down
Down turning up
It feel like Gravity Falls
Get me involved
Murder's involved
If I'm on the track
Killer at large
City is small
Don't know where he at
I'm on backs
Whip real clean
It's pulled out back
Get me a stack
I'm doubling that
You won't get it back
Yea
New whip Indiana (Yea)
Jonesing for a Panamera (Yea)
Money on my daily planner (Yea)
Shawty think she date a scammer
Got 12 up on the scanner
Had to change my plan up
I don't trick I ain't Santa
White girls on me, Montana
Small state
But my mind state bigger
Don't know what it is I relate to sinner, sinner, sinners
Eat for the ones not home for dinner
I bring the heat to the winter
Watch what you say I'm with spinners
This game ain't for beginners
Sun go down ranks get thinner
Money pile up I got a printer
I want it all
Ceilings so tall
That if I would fall
They know who to call
Steven Seagal
Ready for action
Ready to drawl
Ready to brawl
Ready for whatever ya'll got in store
Pause on the smoke
Stress by the boat
Fuck I'm having withdrawals
God on the line
He said it's my time
I'm done ignoring the calls
Up turning down
Down turning up
It feel like gravity falls
Talk to me nicely
Or shit'll get spicy
These niggas ain't threats
Get checked like Nikes
I don't hype beef
I hunt hype beasts
Leave all that shit dead
Tried to spread love but these niggas wanna hate on me instead
Why hate on me? Used to sleep in the cold I used to have no bed
Now I'm in a brand new bag
I know ya'll niggas is mad
Your girl come and go like brand new fads
Pussy get popped like brand new tags
Pussy run down like old school Jags
Damn ya'll niggas so sad
Damn ya'll niggas so sad
Damn ya'll niggas so sad
I want it all
Ceilings so tall
That if I would fall
They know who to call
Steven Seagal
Ready for action
Ready to drawl
Ready to brawl
Ready for whatever ya'll got in store
Pause on the smoke
Stress by the boat
Fuck I'm having withdrawals
God on the line
He said it's my time
I'm done ignoring the calls
Up turning down
Down turning up
It feel like Gravity Falls
Credits
Writer(s): Fabien Carlos Nascimento
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