Pokedex

Heard you in the bushes, you not slick as you think
Tryna sneak up on me, I'm not one to miss flanks
Come into my city, you get greeted with tanks
Pull up on me trippin, you gon' end up in a grave
I got what it takes now
Everybody hates now
Made myself a name wow
Now they wanna take (hell no)

Come into my fuckin' city
We get busy wit them tools
We go 40's, we got dirties
We got sticks, don't make a move
Got a blade so fuckin big, I'll split your goofy ass in two
Please don't test me, I stay restless
On the move, just watch the news
I'm too different, I'm too different
If I catch you, you go missing
Got a blade as big as Asta's
We gon' chop your head to pieces
That bitch bigger than my dreams
I call it bestie, we be trippin
Like some business men, we handle fuckin business

Yeah I made your grave, it's ready
Yeah I made your grave, already
Pull up in a wraith, we gon get fuckin messy
Pull up in a wraith, this ain't no fuckin Chevy

Pokedex in my pocket
All these dumb hoes always watching
My dick too big like a rocket
I be too lit, no jacket
Yeah it's hot in here
Drinking saké, that ain't fuckin beer
You acting cocky, till I pulled up wit the red dot
Oops I'm fuckin here



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Writer(s): Gray Kol
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