METRO STATION CYPHER
Hol on this train goin' by
Pull up im sending that playa hater home
Slugs too thick they penetrate his dome
Fuck with the enemy you fuck with my bro
Getting front row just to steal his chain ho
Ripping arms out they call me Kano
I ain't do shit b-b-bitch Pay me mo
Back in Atlanta they told me lay low
Link with my shooter give him a payroll
Fuck outta my city it's a no fly zone
Talk me to nice and switch up your tone
I saw a buckshot rip thru the bones
Don't ask me for money I'm not giving loans
I know the routine I know where he goes
I pull up the choppa if they try oppose
Ding ding ding I'm tryna make a Toast
Don't allow fuck shit like I'm Lactose
Pull up the guillotine bitch here it goes
Can't see me on cameras like I am a ghost
Cancelled on west I'm Banned off the coast
Might tag all the feds on my latest post
This a Halloween party and I am the host
Shit
Trae tha fucking killa killa
This bitch named death tryna tell me I'm dead
Can't trust anybody they acting like feds
Engaging in beefs like a newly wed
Bad memory I don't know what I said
Choppa turn families into special Ed
Walk in the shop with my glock I need bread
Y'all thought I was gon rob em nah bitch I need food
Dissing or not it depends on my mood
Middle finger up I'm acting so rude
If you want beef then the bullets include:
Copper, lead, steel and hatred
That's just enough to take out a patriot
They want me dead and im like Whom
Shortest come through bitch make me some Room
Checking that stimmy and buying a semi
Faking my feelings man Get me an Emmy
Whenever I feature you know it's confetti
Strapped with bars know I came in ready
Remember old arguments I am so petty
They cut on my air time like Ed, Edd n Eddy
Puffing that pack and shoot at his back
AC been a killa his coupe all black
All of my guns they go click click clack
Talking that talk I ain't cutting no Slack
Down in the studio I'm making that crack
Cut with my knife like a killa named Mack
Put him on a shirt while on road that's tour merch
They still on to me I suggest you don't search
Drop all the rules bitch we just like the purge
Look how I'm shining let this blood flood
Clothes all dirty I came from the mud
Playa take your time and don't drop a dud
Dawson so short he looking like spud
Trae ain't much taller he tripping right now
He really got the nerve god damn bitch wow
Mane pulled up black on white look like a cow
Don't say more words bitch you is done
These Twitter fingers should see some sun
Gat on my waist you call it a gun
Killa so trill I'm feeling like bun
Came out the pen was wiser than ever
Crafting my verses I feel like Minerva
Protected as always I keep a Beretta
Sample is sounding like one of my victims
Have eyes different angles they can't catch me slipping
Record with the BB's then I'm quickly dippin
Fo I go dating grab a strap that I'm gripping
These pigs want me dead but my choppa undead
Turning this Christmas to whole lotta red
Lay wit my gun even when I'm in bed
Not gonna listen and fuck what you said
2 to 3 bullets been busting his head
Few years ago I would've been dead
Fuck all that shit now we goin berserk
Barking on beats and they thought I was ferg
In too deep like a iceberg breakdown
DNA fucked up a fusion Cell shakedown
We got a Man down got hundreds to spend now
Blood on my hands don't remember how
Coming too close I might let my gun POW
Might get a rental and pull off a drive by
I love when they all scream on my late night drives
Fuck the officials they don't want me strive I
Look at the stage when I'm going live
Jump in the crowd it's a dive
Honestly Miracle im still alive
love when they fail I love when they try
Nothing great here I think I'm slowthai
Open the door ACBLACK just arrived
AC, Killa King, TraeThaKilla fuck we doing in this bitch
Pull up im sending that playa hater home
Slugs too thick they penetrate his dome
Fuck with the enemy you fuck with my bro
Getting front row just to steal his chain ho
Ripping arms out they call me Kano
I ain't do shit b-b-bitch Pay me mo
Back in Atlanta they told me lay low
Link with my shooter give him a payroll
Fuck outta my city it's a no fly zone
Talk me to nice and switch up your tone
I saw a buckshot rip thru the bones
Don't ask me for money I'm not giving loans
I know the routine I know where he goes
I pull up the choppa if they try oppose
Ding ding ding I'm tryna make a Toast
Don't allow fuck shit like I'm Lactose
Pull up the guillotine bitch here it goes
Can't see me on cameras like I am a ghost
Cancelled on west I'm Banned off the coast
Might tag all the feds on my latest post
This a Halloween party and I am the host
Shit
Trae tha fucking killa killa
This bitch named death tryna tell me I'm dead
Can't trust anybody they acting like feds
Engaging in beefs like a newly wed
Bad memory I don't know what I said
Choppa turn families into special Ed
Walk in the shop with my glock I need bread
Y'all thought I was gon rob em nah bitch I need food
Dissing or not it depends on my mood
Middle finger up I'm acting so rude
If you want beef then the bullets include:
Copper, lead, steel and hatred
That's just enough to take out a patriot
They want me dead and im like Whom
Shortest come through bitch make me some Room
Checking that stimmy and buying a semi
Faking my feelings man Get me an Emmy
Whenever I feature you know it's confetti
Strapped with bars know I came in ready
Remember old arguments I am so petty
They cut on my air time like Ed, Edd n Eddy
Puffing that pack and shoot at his back
AC been a killa his coupe all black
All of my guns they go click click clack
Talking that talk I ain't cutting no Slack
Down in the studio I'm making that crack
Cut with my knife like a killa named Mack
Put him on a shirt while on road that's tour merch
They still on to me I suggest you don't search
Drop all the rules bitch we just like the purge
Look how I'm shining let this blood flood
Clothes all dirty I came from the mud
Playa take your time and don't drop a dud
Dawson so short he looking like spud
Trae ain't much taller he tripping right now
He really got the nerve god damn bitch wow
Mane pulled up black on white look like a cow
Don't say more words bitch you is done
These Twitter fingers should see some sun
Gat on my waist you call it a gun
Killa so trill I'm feeling like bun
Came out the pen was wiser than ever
Crafting my verses I feel like Minerva
Protected as always I keep a Beretta
Sample is sounding like one of my victims
Have eyes different angles they can't catch me slipping
Record with the BB's then I'm quickly dippin
Fo I go dating grab a strap that I'm gripping
These pigs want me dead but my choppa undead
Turning this Christmas to whole lotta red
Lay wit my gun even when I'm in bed
Not gonna listen and fuck what you said
2 to 3 bullets been busting his head
Few years ago I would've been dead
Fuck all that shit now we goin berserk
Barking on beats and they thought I was ferg
In too deep like a iceberg breakdown
DNA fucked up a fusion Cell shakedown
We got a Man down got hundreds to spend now
Blood on my hands don't remember how
Coming too close I might let my gun POW
Might get a rental and pull off a drive by
I love when they all scream on my late night drives
Fuck the officials they don't want me strive I
Look at the stage when I'm going live
Jump in the crowd it's a dive
Honestly Miracle im still alive
love when they fail I love when they try
Nothing great here I think I'm slowthai
Open the door ACBLACK just arrived
AC, Killa King, TraeThaKilla fuck we doing in this bitch
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Writer(s): Trae Ashad
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