Unlimited
One, two, three, let's go!
Catch me in traffic my foot on the pedal
The time bomb is ticking, they thinking I'm Rambo
Got big ass machetes, I'm covered with camo
I don't need a gun, and I don't need no ammo
This shit is not magic, just making it happen, no abra kadabra I really just live it
These fuckers are livid, I'm pushing the limit, I'm making a living
This shit I am killing
Smoke resides in my mother fucking lungs
I'm the nine tailed beast of the fucking slums
I got these mother fuckin pigeons sucking on they thumbs
I got 'em looking real weird, think I caught a dub
I been feeling real good
You would think I'm off the lean
But believe imma really get the cheese
When I stack my ricotta I go where I please (Uh)
Inter dimensional criminal
Blowing up stars no subliminal
Yeah, I'm an introvert
Making yo feelings hurt
In my new polo shirt
Like Lil Uzi Vert
I'm on my new shit
Don't got no time
I don't got no time for no bitches
I'm feeling like Optimus
I'm in my prime
It's all by design
Y'all sit on y'all ass, so why is you cryin? (uh)
So why is you crying? (uh)
I don't even try!
Catch me in traffic my foot on the pedal
The time bomb is ticking, they thinking I'm Rambo
Got big ass machetes, I'm covered with camo
I don't need a gun, and I don't need no ammo
This shit is not magic, just making it happen, no abra kadabra I really just live it
These fuckers are livid, I'm pushing the limit, I'm making a living
This shit I am killing
Catch me in traffic my foot on the pedal
The time bomb is ticking, they thinking I'm Rambo
Got big ass machetes, I'm covered with camo
I don't need a gun, and I don't need no ammo
This shit is not magic, just making it happen, no abra kadabra I really just live it
These fuckers are livid, I'm pushing the limit, I'm making a living
This shit I am killing
Smoke resides in my mother fucking lungs
I'm the nine tailed beast of the fucking slums
I got these mother fuckin pigeons sucking on they thumbs
I got 'em looking real weird, think I caught a dub
I been feeling real good
You would think I'm off the lean
But believe imma really get the cheese
When I stack my ricotta I go where I please (Uh)
Inter dimensional criminal
Blowing up stars no subliminal
Yeah, I'm an introvert
Making yo feelings hurt
In my new polo shirt
Like Lil Uzi Vert
I'm on my new shit
Don't got no time
I don't got no time for no bitches
I'm feeling like Optimus
I'm in my prime
It's all by design
Y'all sit on y'all ass, so why is you cryin? (uh)
So why is you crying? (uh)
I don't even try!
Catch me in traffic my foot on the pedal
The time bomb is ticking, they thinking I'm Rambo
Got big ass machetes, I'm covered with camo
I don't need a gun, and I don't need no ammo
This shit is not magic, just making it happen, no abra kadabra I really just live it
These fuckers are livid, I'm pushing the limit, I'm making a living
This shit I am killing
Credits
Writer(s): Milo Mccullough
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