FAX
I been up in the crib
You know it's hot, hot
You don't how I live
Inside a crock pot
Want to go for a trip
Avoid the crack rock
Acid be my ticket
Make my pupils pop
I'm that motherfucking nigga, yeah you never thought
I'm the lord of the fishes not a demigod
Facts
Huh, rats
Damn, he fan now
Shit
Now she want to fan out
Shit
Trying to meet the fam now
Shit
Turned around
Nigga, I'm the man now, shit (man now, shit)
Feel too goddamn big, I'm colossal, shit
All this damn silver on me, nigga I'm colossus, shit
Huh, shit
All you niggas be fake, fucking with niggas, huh (bitch)
Tryna run up them numbers up on ya twitter, huh (bitch)
But you seeing them likes and you don't get enough (bitch)
It's probably 'cause dick riding, don't equal showing love (bitch)
Now you scrabbling for photos, outside you begging hugs (bitch)
You was screaming out gang, but wasn't popping slugs (bitch)
Now its only yo' fans, scream you ain't pop enough (bitch)
So you throwing out hate, just like its moldy rugs (bitch)
I'm ahead of you niggas
That's word to God
Swear to God, I'ma bury you niggas
So I'm ride for my guys
I hope I die
That's word to my God
I'm a motherfucking god
I'm a king
I'm a lion
You is a sheep
I'm a hide
Where you think
In the sky
Never blink
In your eyes
In your dreams
You designed
In the image of beast
I am he
So listen very close when I speak
'Cause if you come for me
N. E
Family, 33, F.D
Leave you resting on the sheets
R.T, C.C
Twinny
Facts
Ring ding dong
Honey I'm home
Sonny where you at?
Why asking you where I'm going?
Ah-ah-ah, I be leaving on my own
Put on my neck or put it pocket
Ah-ah-ah, you ain't even on the roster
Ah-ah-ah. I be chilling with my illamas
My partners
Greener than the fucking green goblin
Blame it on my papa
I guess I am a bastard
You know it's hot, hot
You don't how I live
Inside a crock pot
Want to go for a trip
Avoid the crack rock
Acid be my ticket
Make my pupils pop
I'm that motherfucking nigga, yeah you never thought
I'm the lord of the fishes not a demigod
Facts
Huh, rats
Damn, he fan now
Shit
Now she want to fan out
Shit
Trying to meet the fam now
Shit
Turned around
Nigga, I'm the man now, shit (man now, shit)
Feel too goddamn big, I'm colossal, shit
All this damn silver on me, nigga I'm colossus, shit
Huh, shit
All you niggas be fake, fucking with niggas, huh (bitch)
Tryna run up them numbers up on ya twitter, huh (bitch)
But you seeing them likes and you don't get enough (bitch)
It's probably 'cause dick riding, don't equal showing love (bitch)
Now you scrabbling for photos, outside you begging hugs (bitch)
You was screaming out gang, but wasn't popping slugs (bitch)
Now its only yo' fans, scream you ain't pop enough (bitch)
So you throwing out hate, just like its moldy rugs (bitch)
I'm ahead of you niggas
That's word to God
Swear to God, I'ma bury you niggas
So I'm ride for my guys
I hope I die
That's word to my God
I'm a motherfucking god
I'm a king
I'm a lion
You is a sheep
I'm a hide
Where you think
In the sky
Never blink
In your eyes
In your dreams
You designed
In the image of beast
I am he
So listen very close when I speak
'Cause if you come for me
N. E
Family, 33, F.D
Leave you resting on the sheets
R.T, C.C
Twinny
Facts
Ring ding dong
Honey I'm home
Sonny where you at?
Why asking you where I'm going?
Ah-ah-ah, I be leaving on my own
Put on my neck or put it pocket
Ah-ah-ah, you ain't even on the roster
Ah-ah-ah. I be chilling with my illamas
My partners
Greener than the fucking green goblin
Blame it on my papa
I guess I am a bastard
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Writer(s): Kyler Scott
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