Delicious!
It could get vicious
Might get malicious
Leave 'em with stitches
Shootin' my shots- nothin' but swishes
We don't do misses
They're throwin' shade, actin' like bitches
Makin' them disses
I'm at your neck, I value respect
It's not only money and riches
I'm in the new mode
Keepin' my foot on the gas
It been a long road, and we can't settle for last
Better make room for my niggas
We're kickin' the door- we're takin' control
We got a grip on the game
And you know we ain't plannin' on lettin' it go
Don't think flexin' ain't my preference
I'm still checkin' niggas when they get pretentious
So if you're better, bet it
If you ain't meant it, should've never said it
Clearly, I'm Everett's best in this
Your bitch agrees- just go check her messages
I'm royalty- can't meddle with peasant shit
If he can't breathe, them shots made him breathless
I am protected, bitch
I say that with my chest while I'm smokin' on a opp
That's oxymoronic, I'm off of the chronic
I might get melodic once I hear the drop
I didn't witness niggas on the block
I was just chillin', sippin' on some pop
Mixed it with liquor, go and take a shot
If you're lookin' suspicious, bestie with the mop
She'll clean up
Now, listen!
A nigga came in just to kick it
Did you come prepared? No, I didn't
In the cut, barely spittin' a written
Just my luck, can't rehearse 'cause I'm lit
Y'all fucked up tryna purge off a sip
What the fuck did y'all from the kid?
Nothin' much- y'all still lurk like a bitch
Got birds in my biz
Now they're in my spliff, put it in the sky
Take another hit, watch them haters cry
I don't give a shit, motherfuck their lives
I still got my bitch, that's my ride or die
And she hella thick, nigga supersize
And I'm lovin' it
I tongue kiss her right in public for the fun of it
So don't get too comfy with how we're runnin' shit
'Cause me and my niggas runnin' with precision
Comin' with no misses
Honey, what's the issue?
I'm what they couldn't stomach? How conflictin'
Don't like me, but they bite me
'Cause a nigga's so delicious
It could get vicious
Might get malicious
Leave 'em with stitches
Shootin' my shots- nothin' but swishes
We don't do misses
They're throwin' shade, actin' like bitches
Makin' them disses
I'm at your neck, I value respect
It's not only money and riches
I'm in the new mode
Keepin' my foot on the gas
It been a long road, and we can't settle for last
Better make room for my niggas
We're kickin' the door- we're takin' control
We got a grip on the game
And you know we ain't plannin' on lettin' it go
Don't test the tsunami, I'm a Ferry boy
Never sweatin' when they try me
Got 'em paranoid
The weapon is still my stylus
Hope they get annoyed
Plus, my hittas, they're behind me
They search and destroy
Charge it to the game
I ain't came to play
I don't even bang
I just wanted a new strain
They told me they want smoke
But I'm too potent- what you sayin'?
Don't make me go super saiyan
It could get vicious
Might get malicious
Leave 'em with stitches
Shootin' my shots- nothin' but swishes
We don't do misses
They're throwin' shade, actin' like bitches
Makin' them disses
I'm at your neck, I value respect
It's not only money and riches
I'm in the new mode
Keepin' my foot on the gas
It been a long road, and we can't settle for last
Better make room for my niggas
We're kickin' the door- we're takin' control
We got a grip on the game
And you know we ain't plannin' on lettin' it go
Might get malicious
Leave 'em with stitches
Shootin' my shots- nothin' but swishes
We don't do misses
They're throwin' shade, actin' like bitches
Makin' them disses
I'm at your neck, I value respect
It's not only money and riches
I'm in the new mode
Keepin' my foot on the gas
It been a long road, and we can't settle for last
Better make room for my niggas
We're kickin' the door- we're takin' control
We got a grip on the game
And you know we ain't plannin' on lettin' it go
Don't think flexin' ain't my preference
I'm still checkin' niggas when they get pretentious
So if you're better, bet it
If you ain't meant it, should've never said it
Clearly, I'm Everett's best in this
Your bitch agrees- just go check her messages
I'm royalty- can't meddle with peasant shit
If he can't breathe, them shots made him breathless
I am protected, bitch
I say that with my chest while I'm smokin' on a opp
That's oxymoronic, I'm off of the chronic
I might get melodic once I hear the drop
I didn't witness niggas on the block
I was just chillin', sippin' on some pop
Mixed it with liquor, go and take a shot
If you're lookin' suspicious, bestie with the mop
She'll clean up
Now, listen!
A nigga came in just to kick it
Did you come prepared? No, I didn't
In the cut, barely spittin' a written
Just my luck, can't rehearse 'cause I'm lit
Y'all fucked up tryna purge off a sip
What the fuck did y'all from the kid?
Nothin' much- y'all still lurk like a bitch
Got birds in my biz
Now they're in my spliff, put it in the sky
Take another hit, watch them haters cry
I don't give a shit, motherfuck their lives
I still got my bitch, that's my ride or die
And she hella thick, nigga supersize
And I'm lovin' it
I tongue kiss her right in public for the fun of it
So don't get too comfy with how we're runnin' shit
'Cause me and my niggas runnin' with precision
Comin' with no misses
Honey, what's the issue?
I'm what they couldn't stomach? How conflictin'
Don't like me, but they bite me
'Cause a nigga's so delicious
It could get vicious
Might get malicious
Leave 'em with stitches
Shootin' my shots- nothin' but swishes
We don't do misses
They're throwin' shade, actin' like bitches
Makin' them disses
I'm at your neck, I value respect
It's not only money and riches
I'm in the new mode
Keepin' my foot on the gas
It been a long road, and we can't settle for last
Better make room for my niggas
We're kickin' the door- we're takin' control
We got a grip on the game
And you know we ain't plannin' on lettin' it go
Don't test the tsunami, I'm a Ferry boy
Never sweatin' when they try me
Got 'em paranoid
The weapon is still my stylus
Hope they get annoyed
Plus, my hittas, they're behind me
They search and destroy
Charge it to the game
I ain't came to play
I don't even bang
I just wanted a new strain
They told me they want smoke
But I'm too potent- what you sayin'?
Don't make me go super saiyan
It could get vicious
Might get malicious
Leave 'em with stitches
Shootin' my shots- nothin' but swishes
We don't do misses
They're throwin' shade, actin' like bitches
Makin' them disses
I'm at your neck, I value respect
It's not only money and riches
I'm in the new mode
Keepin' my foot on the gas
It been a long road, and we can't settle for last
Better make room for my niggas
We're kickin' the door- we're takin' control
We got a grip on the game
And you know we ain't plannin' on lettin' it go
Credits
Writer(s): Ricardo Germain
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