Hybrid Gods
It's funny, that so many jealous motherfuckers talk shit behind my back
But afraid to say shit to my face
It's the new game, take off yo' pennies, when i win, i want you ready
Slim waist, big bootie, she a baddie
I eat that pussy, eat that cake, like confetti
I'm too hot, I'm on fire, but i ain't sweaty
I'm the delusional kid, I'm unsteady
Got bros with me, we gon' put a fire up yo' ass
Got a strap on me, more than 20 inches in my pants
If it rains 'lil bitch, me and my beamer we gon' dance
I advance, lotta bands, no romance
I ain't on top, i just started
Girls on me I'm cold-hearted
She think that she a marbid
Every-time we fight I'm departed, departed
I'm like the skywalker in the skyline
Day walker in the nighttime
Watching y'all pussies kill each other, while i sit back and sippin' white wine
Every rhyme on the right line
Every line on the right time
I'm out of yo' competition, not my mission, i feel like i skydive
Well, i don't give a fuck about the law, i wipe my ass with constitution
If my rhyme was a pimp, yours would be the prostitution
I'm not a regular villain, i got a need for revolution
Execution on my mind, rioting mental institution
I drift all these donuts I'm still skinny as fuck
Demons dancing in my car, when I'm speeding it up
I ain't chasing all these money, i be fuckin it up
'Cause imma make more back, i don't plan to give up
I drift all these donuts I'm still skinny as fuck
Demons dancing in my car, when I'm speeding it up
I ain't chasing all these money, i be fuckin it up
'Cause imma make more back, i don't plan to give up
You the one who laughed in the end
I'm the one who was always laughing
Making moves, i wont regret it
Every pic you dark, I'm flashing
Remember when you doubted my shit, now yo' jaw on the floor
All these tags on yo shit, no soar
I aint no killer, but a gun in my drawer
Kicking rap games door
I ain't on top, i just started
Girls on me I'm cold-hearted
She think that she a marbid
Every-time we fight I'm departed, departed
But afraid to say shit to my face
It's the new game, take off yo' pennies, when i win, i want you ready
Slim waist, big bootie, she a baddie
I eat that pussy, eat that cake, like confetti
I'm too hot, I'm on fire, but i ain't sweaty
I'm the delusional kid, I'm unsteady
Got bros with me, we gon' put a fire up yo' ass
Got a strap on me, more than 20 inches in my pants
If it rains 'lil bitch, me and my beamer we gon' dance
I advance, lotta bands, no romance
I ain't on top, i just started
Girls on me I'm cold-hearted
She think that she a marbid
Every-time we fight I'm departed, departed
I'm like the skywalker in the skyline
Day walker in the nighttime
Watching y'all pussies kill each other, while i sit back and sippin' white wine
Every rhyme on the right line
Every line on the right time
I'm out of yo' competition, not my mission, i feel like i skydive
Well, i don't give a fuck about the law, i wipe my ass with constitution
If my rhyme was a pimp, yours would be the prostitution
I'm not a regular villain, i got a need for revolution
Execution on my mind, rioting mental institution
I drift all these donuts I'm still skinny as fuck
Demons dancing in my car, when I'm speeding it up
I ain't chasing all these money, i be fuckin it up
'Cause imma make more back, i don't plan to give up
I drift all these donuts I'm still skinny as fuck
Demons dancing in my car, when I'm speeding it up
I ain't chasing all these money, i be fuckin it up
'Cause imma make more back, i don't plan to give up
You the one who laughed in the end
I'm the one who was always laughing
Making moves, i wont regret it
Every pic you dark, I'm flashing
Remember when you doubted my shit, now yo' jaw on the floor
All these tags on yo shit, no soar
I aint no killer, but a gun in my drawer
Kicking rap games door
I ain't on top, i just started
Girls on me I'm cold-hearted
She think that she a marbid
Every-time we fight I'm departed, departed
Credits
Writer(s): Nikoloz Maisuradze
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