Lone Wxlf
On fire!
Got a lot of scars on me
Lone wolf tatted on me
Drugs got me pressed OD
Can't trust a bitch on me
Niggas move shady I know
That's why I gotta keep the fye
Don't speak watch em closely
Catch me moving with the iron
They be watching my move like Simon Says
When I set it off like Stony that nigga dead
Ain't no worries, he run up like a athlete
Put a hole in his jersey
Covered in red
Can't fuck with the serpents
To the fake I'm allergic
I put in for my family foreal
I know that it's worth it
Lined up all the opps
Catch the one or we uppin the chops
Send my shootas they burnin yo block up
I feel like my heart getting colder, stuck
Off the drugs I can't get sober yeah
Feel like fall
Got me shook I can't trust at all
Guess I gotta ball myself
Get my muhfuckin K' out the trunk
Put my heart on the muhfuckin shelf
Do or die how I'm goin bout life
In the end ima go out a star
Fucked up i'm off of them bars
Flexed up in the coupe with my love
She a bad bitch make her cum
And she know it's A1
On fire!
Got a lot of scars on me
Lone wolf tatted on me
Drugs got me pressed OD
Can't trust a bitch on me
Niggas move shady I know
That's why I gotta keep the fye
Don't speak watch em closely
Catch me moving with the iron
They be watching my move like Simon Says
When I set it off like Stony that nigga dead
Ain't no worries, he run up like a athlete
Put a hole in his jersey
Covered in red
Blood spatter, blood spatter
To the Underwxrld
Got a lot of scars on me
Lone wolf tatted on me
Drugs got me pressed OD
Can't trust a bitch on me
Niggas move shady I know
That's why I gotta keep the fye
Don't speak watch em closely
Catch me moving with the iron
They be watching my move like Simon Says
When I set it off like Stony that nigga dead
Ain't no worries, he run up like a athlete
Put a hole in his jersey
Covered in red
Can't fuck with the serpents
To the fake I'm allergic
I put in for my family foreal
I know that it's worth it
Lined up all the opps
Catch the one or we uppin the chops
Send my shootas they burnin yo block up
I feel like my heart getting colder, stuck
Off the drugs I can't get sober yeah
Feel like fall
Got me shook I can't trust at all
Guess I gotta ball myself
Get my muhfuckin K' out the trunk
Put my heart on the muhfuckin shelf
Do or die how I'm goin bout life
In the end ima go out a star
Fucked up i'm off of them bars
Flexed up in the coupe with my love
She a bad bitch make her cum
And she know it's A1
On fire!
Got a lot of scars on me
Lone wolf tatted on me
Drugs got me pressed OD
Can't trust a bitch on me
Niggas move shady I know
That's why I gotta keep the fye
Don't speak watch em closely
Catch me moving with the iron
They be watching my move like Simon Says
When I set it off like Stony that nigga dead
Ain't no worries, he run up like a athlete
Put a hole in his jersey
Covered in red
Blood spatter, blood spatter
To the Underwxrld
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Writer(s): Elijah Pierce
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