Null (feat. Indapond & Susso)
I pull up real smooth
And I don't need a coupe
When you come up in my house
Better take off your shoes
We getting so zooted
Burning super glue
Niggas stepping so heavy
You would think they walked in boots
Load the clip and then shoot
That's just how you move
It's never second guessing when the rent is past due
Nigga make that bass boom
I'll be in the room
Hour later I'll come out booted, with new music
I prolly won't end up using, tunes muted
Always in the back, coolin'
I'm not stupid, observant
I'm searchin' for purpose
But oh my it's blurry
I take all my wrongs and I rap them in cursive
Don't tell me that shit, yeah I know I deserve it
Phone is on ghost, don't you see that we workin'?
Flow on detergent, 'cause Pillow too dirty
They sleep on my ass then I shake up the earth
Please don't say a word, I'm the first with this flame
Speak my lil sermons and purge when I rage
Scream when I speak, they say church when I spray
Read the Book of Eli, in-da-pond's where I pray
I want hoes not a cake, put my bros in the plane
We want smoke not the sage, we at home or a stage
Either way we on our way
Fuck it bro, I need a break
Fuck
Now everybody put your hands high
Make them pinky rings fly
Someone call the FDNY
Mothafuckas so fire
Now everybody put your hands high
Make them pinky rings fly
Someone call the FDNY
Mothafuckas so fire
And I don't need a coupe
When you come up in my house
Better take off your shoes
We getting so zooted
Burning super glue
Niggas stepping so heavy
You would think they walked in boots
Load the clip and then shoot
That's just how you move
It's never second guessing when the rent is past due
Nigga make that bass boom
I'll be in the room
Hour later I'll come out booted, with new music
I prolly won't end up using, tunes muted
Always in the back, coolin'
I'm not stupid, observant
I'm searchin' for purpose
But oh my it's blurry
I take all my wrongs and I rap them in cursive
Don't tell me that shit, yeah I know I deserve it
Phone is on ghost, don't you see that we workin'?
Flow on detergent, 'cause Pillow too dirty
They sleep on my ass then I shake up the earth
Please don't say a word, I'm the first with this flame
Speak my lil sermons and purge when I rage
Scream when I speak, they say church when I spray
Read the Book of Eli, in-da-pond's where I pray
I want hoes not a cake, put my bros in the plane
We want smoke not the sage, we at home or a stage
Either way we on our way
Fuck it bro, I need a break
Fuck
Now everybody put your hands high
Make them pinky rings fly
Someone call the FDNY
Mothafuckas so fire
Now everybody put your hands high
Make them pinky rings fly
Someone call the FDNY
Mothafuckas so fire
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Louis
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