Izanami

If you bout' it, then why you so scared for your life
Stop grooming lil boys in the dark of the night
-Bitch my Choppa love niggas like Yuri On Ice
JK brody you hard, ugh, Sike
"Malicious intent", I walk-in witta Scythe
Now his head steady bleeding my hollows Korean
They singing & bringing 'the feels' like they TWICE
Heard you texting them kids showing' no hesitation
And my glock got a dick wanna try penetration
Still takin the bus? Bitch we spinning the station
Feel like I'm Dami, with no Reparations
And It's 'Slide music 3' nigga call me the Xanman
That pussy a Stan he be makin' dem Fancams
I know he not bout it, he flexing on bandlab
On this beat I'm abusin my nigga like Kankan
On the this beat I'm abusin my nigga like Chris
If he playing with balls NFL we gon' "Blitz"
& these drums heavy metal we playin like KISS
Like it's "domain expansion" my hitters don't miss
They like lia chill out why you dropping a diss
Bitch these hollows R kelly, backshots leave you pissed
10 shots at his neck if he running his lip
Like Dragon Ball Super we sending out Hit(s)

Shawty like to fight, like girls on Keijo!!!!!!
Like- ain't no fucking rapper out rappin' with my flow
Catch a pussy nigga lackin, I'm crackin on my bro
Posted on yo block I'm not talking no lightpole
And these niggas really pussy for speaking on my gang
Spiking like Hinata but I'm really like Pain
I've been really in a "mood", bitch I'm feelin' just like Dayne
Choppa only need "one punch" and you slumpin' just like Bang
Bodies gon' drop- this shit just like rain
Whole gang pop- with arms just like veins
My Draco growl- this shit can't be tamed
Change my sound, you changing yo age

But hold it, I'm goated
I'm loading that thang' and I tote it
Yo girlfriend be singing & streaming my songs
I hear she get wet when I flow switch
Claim he got paper he fold it and throw it
I ride for my brothers chop sing like a Jonas
I pull up and Slump6s, stuck in the 'Moment'
Like BabySantana, I slide with a hammer
So 'late night'(s) it's talkin' my glocky named Conan
He posing with makeup, red dot leave you glowin
My fist in yo bitch now she creamin' and moanin'
& We smoking yo bro, fuck you mean what we rolling?
& Yo bitch on my team she a fiend when I roll in
Backshots through yo spleen finna bleed from yo colon

And my choppa upset can you tell by the noise...?
I be playing with sticks you be playing with boys
Make him swim with the fish making friends with the koi
This beat 'clappin' like alchemists, shoutout to Koi

If he come for the feat. just be ready to pay
It's 'just me and my twin' bitch I feel like Leray
On my feet be some retros- ain't talkin' bout Tae
Kids 'don't try this at home', need a feature with Dae
Niggas 'GoingDown1st' better stay in yo lane
Now he playing with ghosts, he recording with Shane
He can't walk he unable he chilling with canes

Unable that nig can't walk.
No Uzi Vert, but I make da shit "Pop"
I was down bad now nig get guap-
Bro ran up too fast, had to tell his ass stop
Bitch said she cute?
No you are not
No conversation I just want the top
Moula but fet, bitch I get that a lot
Is this a raid when I run in yo spot?
Boy you-better-run, duck, hide, find cover
Oh he wanna beat my ass- my mother
If he try the gang we slide like butter
And we sticking yo shit up
I'm in her throat like hiccups
You niggas down and we been up
I cannot lose!
Bitch I'm a forever winner
Cant take a hoe to no dinner
Pro in this shit you beginner Uh,
Give me yo phone foe you enter Uh,
Sending them shots out the coupe-
Yea bitch we shoot out the sprinter
Pull a ricochet and hit yo mans
Every since I got my first check- I ain't give a damn
I just been that nigga getting higher than a ceiling fan
I done run it up, stacking money I got plenty bands
Nigga you a mini me, boy you just a mini man
Said I can't kill him, told em that dis semi can
Put a red dot on his dome like an Indian



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Writer(s): Dezmond Ross
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