Mangekyou
If I'm a clone, you my son
Better watch who you speakin to
Two red dots to his face, call him Pikachu
Feel like Chris Brown and you a bitch, so I'm beatin you
Got me in my bag, quiet kid aim the piece at you
You get smacked in and outside of the octagon
Couldn't see my style even if you had the Sharignan
Wind him with a left, and the right got him nodding off
Trigger finger happy, you can tell the way it's poppin off
Can you just pick who you gon act like next?
You talk big mess
For views this nigga act like Gek
I'm at your neck and ready
You won't get this from the other guy
IX to his face got him buggin like a butterfly
555 when you see me with my brothers
Got 5 5's on me and I'll dump 'em in the parkin lot
Iron to his body, make him look like Tony Stark a lot
Avely gettin dogged cause this lil nigga bark a lot
Did you really think I'd let you make a diss appear?
Ima Stop The Car, leave you Numb, then Watch You Disappear
I'm the Flowkage, so this nigga better listen here
You are not a threat to me, and Ima make it crystal clear
Mangekyou on my flow
Amaterasu gonna burn you slow
Said Mangekyou on my flow
Amaterasu gonna burn you slow, yeah
I'm finna burn you slow
VK pulling up best get ready for a show
Putting dots on his face like that boy had a mole
Got that reaper death seal I'm finna snatch his soul
You best watch who you talking on
I can see you stepping like I got that fucking Byakugan
Step to me put you in the ground that you walking on
Craven that smoke "red eye" not no sharingan
You ain't runnin from me bring that ass back to me
Ima dump my clip and cause a motherfuckin tragedy
Metal to his mouth thought he had some fucking cavity's
He don't want no shade like he standing under canopy's
Quit lying you wasn't no day one
Open 8 inner gates I don't really need gun
But I'm pullin up let it bust just for fun
Like a band geek I stay with my sticks and my drums
On my boss shit I advise you be cautious
Watch this everybody talking like they want this
Talk shit hit him in his stomach got him nauseous
Dropping hard shit like Madara with the comet
Okay I'm pulling up you don't wanna press me
Rock lee shit how this right hook deadly
Word you pulling up?
Motherfucker been ready
Hope they play a nice song at your funeral, test me
Mangekyou on my flow
Amaterasu gonna burn you slow
Said Mangekyou on my flow
Amaterasu gonna burn you slow, yeah
Better watch who you speakin to
Two red dots to his face, call him Pikachu
Feel like Chris Brown and you a bitch, so I'm beatin you
Got me in my bag, quiet kid aim the piece at you
You get smacked in and outside of the octagon
Couldn't see my style even if you had the Sharignan
Wind him with a left, and the right got him nodding off
Trigger finger happy, you can tell the way it's poppin off
Can you just pick who you gon act like next?
You talk big mess
For views this nigga act like Gek
I'm at your neck and ready
You won't get this from the other guy
IX to his face got him buggin like a butterfly
555 when you see me with my brothers
Got 5 5's on me and I'll dump 'em in the parkin lot
Iron to his body, make him look like Tony Stark a lot
Avely gettin dogged cause this lil nigga bark a lot
Did you really think I'd let you make a diss appear?
Ima Stop The Car, leave you Numb, then Watch You Disappear
I'm the Flowkage, so this nigga better listen here
You are not a threat to me, and Ima make it crystal clear
Mangekyou on my flow
Amaterasu gonna burn you slow
Said Mangekyou on my flow
Amaterasu gonna burn you slow, yeah
I'm finna burn you slow
VK pulling up best get ready for a show
Putting dots on his face like that boy had a mole
Got that reaper death seal I'm finna snatch his soul
You best watch who you talking on
I can see you stepping like I got that fucking Byakugan
Step to me put you in the ground that you walking on
Craven that smoke "red eye" not no sharingan
You ain't runnin from me bring that ass back to me
Ima dump my clip and cause a motherfuckin tragedy
Metal to his mouth thought he had some fucking cavity's
He don't want no shade like he standing under canopy's
Quit lying you wasn't no day one
Open 8 inner gates I don't really need gun
But I'm pullin up let it bust just for fun
Like a band geek I stay with my sticks and my drums
On my boss shit I advise you be cautious
Watch this everybody talking like they want this
Talk shit hit him in his stomach got him nauseous
Dropping hard shit like Madara with the comet
Okay I'm pulling up you don't wanna press me
Rock lee shit how this right hook deadly
Word you pulling up?
Motherfucker been ready
Hope they play a nice song at your funeral, test me
Mangekyou on my flow
Amaterasu gonna burn you slow
Said Mangekyou on my flow
Amaterasu gonna burn you slow, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Williams, Isaiah Jeremiah Rodriguerz, Lycoris Jackbonnie Hickey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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