Lethal
Drop the window
It be foggy so we in tho
You know that shit out my control
I know this shit out my control
Exactly why can't seem to hold
Running all for you and your touchdown
Maybe it's the same that got me snuffed out
Fuck out
Barrelled out bottle's out
Dreams got plaques bitch got racks
Get my facts out
They gon hate it if I cash out
Tell no lies or else I'm ashed out
What was that shit that you was asked bout?
I was so legal now I'm alien
My brain been missing on my medicine
You fill that whole but it keep emptying
Need my fien need my adrenaline
Fuck up dro fix a epipen
They just itching to run a whole fade up on me
I got tricks up my sleeve
Ignorant but lethal my brain it a deagle
Got tricks up my sleeve
I got tricks under me
They don't teach my degree
Exactly what I can't control
Be the same shit leave me overload
Least I promise I won't order more
You gotta start with something colder tho
You know that shit out my control
I know this shit out my control
Exactly why can't seem to hold
Running all for you and your touchdown
Maybe it's the same that got me snuffed out
They just itching to run a whole fade up on me
I got tricks up my sleeve
Ignorant but lethal my brain it a deagle
Got tricks up my sleeve
I got tricks under me
They don't teach my degree
That's why oo I got finest
I know I'm biased
But my bitch the highest
Oh we oo we the flyest yeah
It be foggy so we in tho
You know that shit out my control
I know this shit out my control
Exactly why can't seem to hold
Running all for you and your touchdown
Maybe it's the same that got me snuffed out
Fuck out
Barrelled out bottle's out
Dreams got plaques bitch got racks
Get my facts out
They gon hate it if I cash out
Tell no lies or else I'm ashed out
What was that shit that you was asked bout?
I was so legal now I'm alien
My brain been missing on my medicine
You fill that whole but it keep emptying
Need my fien need my adrenaline
Fuck up dro fix a epipen
They just itching to run a whole fade up on me
I got tricks up my sleeve
Ignorant but lethal my brain it a deagle
Got tricks up my sleeve
I got tricks under me
They don't teach my degree
Exactly what I can't control
Be the same shit leave me overload
Least I promise I won't order more
You gotta start with something colder tho
You know that shit out my control
I know this shit out my control
Exactly why can't seem to hold
Running all for you and your touchdown
Maybe it's the same that got me snuffed out
They just itching to run a whole fade up on me
I got tricks up my sleeve
Ignorant but lethal my brain it a deagle
Got tricks up my sleeve
I got tricks under me
They don't teach my degree
That's why oo I got finest
I know I'm biased
But my bitch the highest
Oh we oo we the flyest yeah
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Writer(s): Maximus Deboard
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