HISS
Aye okay ayee
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah damn this is the protgy
Woah fam hit the photography
Whole thing taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the
Damn this is the protgy
Woah fam hit the photography
Whole thing taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
My mouth too sluppy yeah, yeah
Don't talk aggressive yeah
I'm on my hiss yeah
Lean in my veins yeah
Jiggy in the stu yeah
It's hot in here hot
My eyes are tinted
Can't see the mic but I'm still spitting
None of these bitches can fuck with my vision
I park in the kitchen cause I keep on spinning
Sunnie can snap the whole game like he Thanos
Still down to earth what the fuck is you smoking
First step on air force one's
Real deal though as I serve em right
Reckless I swerve in this white big bike
The Deities ain't lettin it ease
I'ma hiss, I'ma hiss till I fuck all your bitches
The innitency we put in you letting you leak
Life too keemie wearing ski's
Damn this is the protgy
Woah fam hit the photography
Whole thing taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the
Damn this is the protgy
Woah fam hit the photography
Whole thing taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a ngiyak'tshelake boy Lax
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Got that nine on my hip
Mac eleven I'm strapped
All of this ice and I look like a bear
Shit wasn't poppin
I popped me a Perc
Pay me respect
Hop out a jet
Glock forty one in my pocket they poke
I might just cuff on your bitch like a pill
Man
I do what I say
Got that trap on my back and your bitch on my D
Bitch she athletic
She got a fetish
Friction that's static hmm
Movin my body eradicate everybody who gon test me mmh
Mac gon bleed for a feast
It's like a dog this shit on a leash hush
Beat it like Mohamed Ali
Fuck boy pushing a machine
Portaritic yean
Pass Martine don't need ID
Vip that be me
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah damn this is the protgy
Woah fam hit the photography
Whole thing taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the
Damn this is the protgy
Woah fam hit the photography
Whole thing taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
My mouth too sluppy yeah, yeah
Don't talk aggressive yeah
I'm on my hiss yeah
Lean in my veins yeah
Jiggy in the stu yeah
It's hot in here hot
My eyes are tinted
Can't see the mic but I'm still spitting
None of these bitches can fuck with my vision
I park in the kitchen cause I keep on spinning
Sunnie can snap the whole game like he Thanos
Still down to earth what the fuck is you smoking
First step on air force one's
Real deal though as I serve em right
Reckless I swerve in this white big bike
The Deities ain't lettin it ease
I'ma hiss, I'ma hiss till I fuck all your bitches
The innitency we put in you letting you leak
Life too keemie wearing ski's
Damn this is the protgy
Woah fam hit the photography
Whole thing taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the
Damn this is the protgy
Woah fam hit the photography
Whole thing taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Taken by a ngiyak'tshelake boy Lax
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Got that nine on my hip
Mac eleven I'm strapped
All of this ice and I look like a bear
Shit wasn't poppin
I popped me a Perc
Pay me respect
Hop out a jet
Glock forty one in my pocket they poke
I might just cuff on your bitch like a pill
Man
I do what I say
Got that trap on my back and your bitch on my D
Bitch she athletic
She got a fetish
Friction that's static hmm
Movin my body eradicate everybody who gon test me mmh
Mac gon bleed for a feast
It's like a dog this shit on a leash hush
Beat it like Mohamed Ali
Fuck boy pushing a machine
Portaritic yean
Pass Martine don't need ID
Vip that be me
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