Voldemort

Zero
Ransom, you fucked this up
(I don't wave my wand like Potter)
(I wave my wand like Voldemort)
(And the opps ain't got no stocks and stacks)
(So they callin' for support)
(SOS, mayday, mayday)
(How come you didn't back your talk?)
(He got cheffed, pay day, pay day)
(Grrt, grrt, baow)
(That's why he can't come in short)
I don't wave my wand like Potter
I wave my wand like Voldemort
And the opps ain't got no stocks and stacks
So they callin' for support
SOS, mayday, mayday
How come you didn't back your talk?
He got cheffed, pay day, pay day
That's why he can't come in short
I don't wave my wand like Potter
I wave my wand like Voldemort
And the opps ain't got no stocks and stacks
So they callin' for support
SOS, mayday, mayday
How come you didn't back your talk?
He got cheffed, pay day, pay day
That's why he can't come in short
(Baow)
I'm sick and tired of new plate kids
When they jump on vids
You ain't done no drills
(You ain't done no drills)
You should listen to your mum
You can get smoked in the road and
Smoking kills
When I got down on the block
He was screamin' "Where my fuck are my peers?" (Woo)
Are you fuckin' stupid?
You got sucked, you mentally ill
(Grrt, baow)
My young G's still boppin' on ends
Splashin' out fizz
And the juice gets spilled
(Woosh, woosh)
How many man got put in a rizz?
(Woo, woo)
Ask the way, uckers
You got billed
Still get complements from my knife
(I still)
Well, I'm still pissed I ain't got me a kill
(I'm pissed)
I might bang with a loaded nine
See it quickly for the cheapest thrill
(Grrt, baow)
Pray the nine don't jam on me
Had to fly North for the cheapest deal
(Grrt, grrt, grrt)
Free up the sweets drivin' through Brum
(Grrt, grrt, grrt)
I had to come back with a bag and seal
(Grrt, grrt, grrt, baow)
Couple man got dropped in Huds
Push the clip back, let's see who's real
Too many man wanna talk on us, Sku-du-du-baow, I ain't got no chill
(Baow)
You can't button bash on the road, L2-R2, combination
When I got down shh in Lewi', I pushed it in
No vaccination
Ain't got time for a conversation
But I still went 'round to his gaff
Gave him a kick like Van Dam before
I kicked to his door like Jason Statham
(Baow)
I don't wave my wand like Potter
I wave my wand like Voldemort
And the opps ain't got no stocks and stacks
So they callin' for support SOS
Mayday, mayday
How come you didn't back your talk?
He got cheffed, pay day, pay day
That's why he can't come in short
I don't wave my wand like Potter
I wave my wand like Voldemort
And the opps ain't got no stocks and stacks
So they callin' for support
SOS, mayday, mayday, how come you didn't back your talk?
He got cheffed, pay day, pay day
That's why he can't come in short
I don't know where they hidin', cuz
Hol' up Baptiste 'cah the man gone missin'
(Baow)
Need me a GPS or a UAV
(Hostile UAV inbound)
When I glide with a brand new kitchen
And this stainless is fresh, yes
I'm pissed I ain't got me a victim
(Baow, baow)
Just caught my man on the tracker
And it's nearly attack, might lift him
Hit a man from a hundred yards
(Drill it, drill it, baow)
Why you think man's impressed?
Too much time on GTA or COD
What you think man invest?
(What?)
You don't know man's interest
(What?)
Double tap on the fakest shit
(Double)
Double tap on the paigon strip, it's a wap
Not a keyboard, on my index
(Baow, baow)
They say I'm impatient '
Cah there's still in the way for room
Man got stretched like Reed Richards
Till I bun up the toast like Doctor Doom
(He did)
If you see what I do with a thing
Had to ghost that like a man was Sue
(Had to)
Flyin' around like a silver surfer '
Cah I still gotta drop this food
Woosh, woosh, woosh, woosh
Ski, ski, ski
Brr, baow



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Bryne Fisher, Grezda Sidrit, Samuel Khoury
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