Akira

I'm in the coup yea
150 a speed demon and I got no roof yea
I'm balling on em like Paul Pierce they know I'm the truth yea
Man down if I catch a opponent they know Ima shoot yea
I'm in the loop yea
She give me head I blow her back then give her the boot yea
I run down like Biggie Smalls gimme the loot yea
I'm David Blane with magic tricks I could make em poof yea

Fat Joe how I make em lean
Ghost face how I make em scream
Bruce Banner how I make em green
Meek Mill how I make em dream
Ball on em like I'm Mr. Clean
Piccolo I stay with a beam
Run down on you and your team
John Cena cuz I'm never seen
Top down on the Chevrolet
Flex on em like D Wilder you lil niggas all featherweight
The 4 5 will sit em down make a fuck nigga meditate
The AK will pick em up make a fuck nigga levitate
Why every time a nigga die we say we going to a better place
Why the hood my comfort zone but same time I'm never safe
I move around I switched it up I'm tryna manifest a better day
I can't stop getting to the money I fuck it up like MMA
I'm on fire like a Molotov
I'm taking over I'm spreading out like a shot gun when you saw it off
The roof on the coup like a bitch that's bad for me we be on and off
I'm getting to it by any means and to me that's what you call a boss

I'm in the coup yea
150 a speed demon and I got no roof yea
I'm balling on em like Paul Pierce they know I'm the truth yea
Man down if I catch a opponent they know Ima shoot yea
I'm in the loop yea
She give me head I blow her back then give her the boot yea
I run down like Biggie Smalls gimme the loot yea
I'm David Blane with magic tricks I could make em poof yea



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Writer(s): Arab Choppa
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