THREAT
Haven't you heard I'm a villain
King Cullen M. watch me
Holding my nuts I'm cocky
Look at me running through slumland
Look at me daydream nigga I stay with a posse
Had to cut homies who know me
They know they can't stop me
Get out my face or pop me
(Mad at my drip)
Eli be knee high in pussy in levis with dusty Adidas
So I gotta dash; doing deliveries
Brodie got heavy artillery
I'm in house doing similes
Metaphors, like is you kiddin' me
Baby like, "bae put a kid in me"
Drawing a line; symmetry
Homie don't cross it
I'll be dividing enemies
I got a toy for your story
And at the end
You going find who's a friend in me
Some niggas falling for bitches
And some falling from everyday action
I cut off friends like a fraction
Then I add new ones
Then I got less subtracting
Yall niggas faking like actors
And everyone know every bitch is a actress
We going shopping at saks fifth
And I'm duckin' rona like she was a fat bitch
Iron the (Woah woah)
Cubic zirconia chain on my neck
I'm getting money out with the gang every day like a set
Call me big homie brodie you better show me respect
You not my homie; brodie?, so that means that I'll be a threat
So come here correct
Don't give me Henny or many 'lil bitties gon say me I'm a threat
Ig can verify that I was there I came for your neck
You gon be checked
Niggas come fuck around,
We gon conveyor his neck
Look at me boy I'm threat and we handle ya like bets
So gimme respect
Don't give me Henny or many 'lil bitties gon say me I'm a threat
Ig can verify that I was there I came for your neck
You gon be checked
Niggas come fuck around,
We gon conveyor his neck
Look at me boy I'm threat and we handle ya like bets
So gimme respect
Give me his head
King Cullen M, I'm on 3 humid 10
I'm the one in the flesh
Nothin to play with
They praying I won't end up spraying
He hatin] I'm upping his set
Eli be watching my steps
Cause most niggas tripping put one foot in front of the next
Tryna to keep up but they stumbling wanna be fast
But them boys not controlling they breath
I'm hot
Villain I'm not who they wanna see
I move a hunnid deep my niggas gonna be stars
Talking that dumb shit in front of me
Ain't heard of Cullen M?
Niggas must wanna be popped
Keep yo heroes on my sock
They begging he stop
Bro, fuck if he better or not
Dead on arrival it's no preparation
Bro you either ready or shot (Pow)
Who is that nigga? (Yeah, yeah)
6'4 with the dreads
His writtens go over yo head
No touching my mental,
Nigga, you not a threat (Threat)
You'll never get close to my neck
Just stand up against me
Hit yo bitch, ima damage her kitty
I'm big homie, know panic be wit it
Me and Eli, come handle you niggas, like handling business
Sorry I'm not a fan of you pussy
I'll make a rapper go and cancel a sentence
Tell the slums, I can manage the media
Me on Ig is a man on a mission
No hammer, just hammering niggas like he was a nail
I dismantled the system
Go ahead and cling to your heroes
I want dinero and what's coming with it!
Don't give me Henny or many 'lil bitties gon say me I'm a threat
Ig can verify that I was there I came for your neck
You gon be checked
Niggas come fuck around,
We gon conveyor his neck
Look at me boy I'm threat and we handle ya like bets
So gimme respect
Don't give me Henny or many 'lil bitties gon say me I'm a threat
Ig can verify that I was there I came for your neck
You gon be checked
Niggas come fuck around,
We gon conveyor his neck
Look at me boy I'm threat and we handle ya like bets
So gimme respect
King Cullen M. watch me
Holding my nuts I'm cocky
Look at me running through slumland
Look at me daydream nigga I stay with a posse
Had to cut homies who know me
They know they can't stop me
Get out my face or pop me
(Mad at my drip)
Eli be knee high in pussy in levis with dusty Adidas
So I gotta dash; doing deliveries
Brodie got heavy artillery
I'm in house doing similes
Metaphors, like is you kiddin' me
Baby like, "bae put a kid in me"
Drawing a line; symmetry
Homie don't cross it
I'll be dividing enemies
I got a toy for your story
And at the end
You going find who's a friend in me
Some niggas falling for bitches
And some falling from everyday action
I cut off friends like a fraction
Then I add new ones
Then I got less subtracting
Yall niggas faking like actors
And everyone know every bitch is a actress
We going shopping at saks fifth
And I'm duckin' rona like she was a fat bitch
Iron the (Woah woah)
Cubic zirconia chain on my neck
I'm getting money out with the gang every day like a set
Call me big homie brodie you better show me respect
You not my homie; brodie?, so that means that I'll be a threat
So come here correct
Don't give me Henny or many 'lil bitties gon say me I'm a threat
Ig can verify that I was there I came for your neck
You gon be checked
Niggas come fuck around,
We gon conveyor his neck
Look at me boy I'm threat and we handle ya like bets
So gimme respect
Don't give me Henny or many 'lil bitties gon say me I'm a threat
Ig can verify that I was there I came for your neck
You gon be checked
Niggas come fuck around,
We gon conveyor his neck
Look at me boy I'm threat and we handle ya like bets
So gimme respect
Give me his head
King Cullen M, I'm on 3 humid 10
I'm the one in the flesh
Nothin to play with
They praying I won't end up spraying
He hatin] I'm upping his set
Eli be watching my steps
Cause most niggas tripping put one foot in front of the next
Tryna to keep up but they stumbling wanna be fast
But them boys not controlling they breath
I'm hot
Villain I'm not who they wanna see
I move a hunnid deep my niggas gonna be stars
Talking that dumb shit in front of me
Ain't heard of Cullen M?
Niggas must wanna be popped
Keep yo heroes on my sock
They begging he stop
Bro, fuck if he better or not
Dead on arrival it's no preparation
Bro you either ready or shot (Pow)
Who is that nigga? (Yeah, yeah)
6'4 with the dreads
His writtens go over yo head
No touching my mental,
Nigga, you not a threat (Threat)
You'll never get close to my neck
Just stand up against me
Hit yo bitch, ima damage her kitty
I'm big homie, know panic be wit it
Me and Eli, come handle you niggas, like handling business
Sorry I'm not a fan of you pussy
I'll make a rapper go and cancel a sentence
Tell the slums, I can manage the media
Me on Ig is a man on a mission
No hammer, just hammering niggas like he was a nail
I dismantled the system
Go ahead and cling to your heroes
I want dinero and what's coming with it!
Don't give me Henny or many 'lil bitties gon say me I'm a threat
Ig can verify that I was there I came for your neck
You gon be checked
Niggas come fuck around,
We gon conveyor his neck
Look at me boy I'm threat and we handle ya like bets
So gimme respect
Don't give me Henny or many 'lil bitties gon say me I'm a threat
Ig can verify that I was there I came for your neck
You gon be checked
Niggas come fuck around,
We gon conveyor his neck
Look at me boy I'm threat and we handle ya like bets
So gimme respect
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Writer(s): Cullen Marshall
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