FENTANYL
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
I been on my P's & Q's nothings keeping me amused
Tired of laying low I may explode and decorate the room
Paint a wall putting up a mural that say fuck em all
Let it be known this feeling very dope fentanyl
I been on my yea I been on my own
Say when life give you lemons you don't ever let em mold
Cuz the price on your head is just as heavy as your soul
And I gotta feeling heads are gonna roll
I Been I been I been
I been calculated dancing round this powerful hatred
Sleeping on my heart you just might wake up to palpitations
Thorough from the start you can't even start a conversation
Without sliding me some cash or something highly medicated
I'm highly educated cuz I'm dabbin like a Migo
Follow me I guarantee there's hoes wherever we go
There's hoe up in your genome the shit you'd do to be on
The only test I failed was that drug test that you pee on
As I step on these peons this flow could stretch an eon
And I'm so Captain EO you can see my glow is neon
When Optiks throw that beat on I'm in hell wit the heat on
In a bubble goose mixing hot and sour soup wit freon
Can you stomach that twelve inch Bouee Knife inside ya stomach fat
That's the type of details that made females fall in love with Kap
I been in the kitchen so much watch me stack these oven racks
Dap me with an oven mitt I know you ain't touching this
I been on my P's & Q's nothings keeping me amused
Tired of laying low I may explode and decorate the room
Paint a wall putting up a mural that say fuck em all
Let it be known this feeling very dope fentanyl
I been on my yea I been on my own
Say When life give you lemons you don't ever let em mold
Cuz The price on your head is just as heavy as your soul
And I gotta feeling heads are gonna roll
I Been I been I been
I been on some if they keep on talkin Imma end em all
My shit last for ever like a tatoo I'm indelible
It's red around my retinas redder then then devil tho
These rappers all a joke got me dying like some fentanyl
I'm the kid like X-pac flip stones like barney in bedrock spit truth to an army of dead opps
And all eyez on me like pac at a TedTalk bett not
Come around me tryna step on toes Imma flex on hoes with the pimp walk
Y'all tryna blow on Tik Tok I'm tryna blow my head off
When I see that shit yall just dumb it down and abc that shit
Me I'm tryna be like Andre 3 and B.I.G. that shit
Mothafuckas gotta lot to say, they gone eat that shit
When they see how high he can get better believe it bitch
It's real Imma bring the truth angels all got demons too
All of mine are reaching through my vocal chords to speak to you
Recognize a real don when you see the dude
I bet you do wish that you could be this cool thats cause
I been on my ps and qs
I been on my P's & Q's nothings keeping me amused
Tired of laying low I may explode and decorate the room
Paint a wall putting up a mural that say fuck em all
Let it be known this feeling very dope fentanyl
I been on my yea I been on my own
Say When life give you lemons you don't ever let em mold
Cuz The price on your head is just as heavy as your soul
And I gotta feeling heads are gonna roll
I Been I been I been
Yea yea yea
I been on my P's & Q's nothings keeping me amused
Tired of laying low I may explode and decorate the room
Paint a wall putting up a mural that say fuck em all
Let it be known this feeling very dope fentanyl
I been on my yea I been on my own
Say when life give you lemons you don't ever let em mold
Cuz the price on your head is just as heavy as your soul
And I gotta feeling heads are gonna roll
I Been I been I been
I been calculated dancing round this powerful hatred
Sleeping on my heart you just might wake up to palpitations
Thorough from the start you can't even start a conversation
Without sliding me some cash or something highly medicated
I'm highly educated cuz I'm dabbin like a Migo
Follow me I guarantee there's hoes wherever we go
There's hoe up in your genome the shit you'd do to be on
The only test I failed was that drug test that you pee on
As I step on these peons this flow could stretch an eon
And I'm so Captain EO you can see my glow is neon
When Optiks throw that beat on I'm in hell wit the heat on
In a bubble goose mixing hot and sour soup wit freon
Can you stomach that twelve inch Bouee Knife inside ya stomach fat
That's the type of details that made females fall in love with Kap
I been in the kitchen so much watch me stack these oven racks
Dap me with an oven mitt I know you ain't touching this
I been on my P's & Q's nothings keeping me amused
Tired of laying low I may explode and decorate the room
Paint a wall putting up a mural that say fuck em all
Let it be known this feeling very dope fentanyl
I been on my yea I been on my own
Say When life give you lemons you don't ever let em mold
Cuz The price on your head is just as heavy as your soul
And I gotta feeling heads are gonna roll
I Been I been I been
I been on some if they keep on talkin Imma end em all
My shit last for ever like a tatoo I'm indelible
It's red around my retinas redder then then devil tho
These rappers all a joke got me dying like some fentanyl
I'm the kid like X-pac flip stones like barney in bedrock spit truth to an army of dead opps
And all eyez on me like pac at a TedTalk bett not
Come around me tryna step on toes Imma flex on hoes with the pimp walk
Y'all tryna blow on Tik Tok I'm tryna blow my head off
When I see that shit yall just dumb it down and abc that shit
Me I'm tryna be like Andre 3 and B.I.G. that shit
Mothafuckas gotta lot to say, they gone eat that shit
When they see how high he can get better believe it bitch
It's real Imma bring the truth angels all got demons too
All of mine are reaching through my vocal chords to speak to you
Recognize a real don when you see the dude
I bet you do wish that you could be this cool thats cause
I been on my ps and qs
I been on my P's & Q's nothings keeping me amused
Tired of laying low I may explode and decorate the room
Paint a wall putting up a mural that say fuck em all
Let it be known this feeling very dope fentanyl
I been on my yea I been on my own
Say When life give you lemons you don't ever let em mold
Cuz The price on your head is just as heavy as your soul
And I gotta feeling heads are gonna roll
I Been I been I been
Credits
Writer(s): Lane Kaplan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.