Megalodon
(A-A-Astro got it runnin')
What?
Huh, yeah, fuck
What, what? Yeah
Aye, big scope on a nigga, long range
Got shit in my drip, gold fangs
Shawty known for sucking dick, no name
Human torch, I got the fuckin' propane
Who that knocking at my fuckin' door man?
Fuck it, let them bodies hit the floor then
CJ, where the fuck is the dope man? (What?)
EA, pass the ball bitch I'm open (fuck)
Catfish, we gon' get to exposin'
Niggas acting tough, we dumpin', DeRozan
Nigga make a little noise, think he chosen
You ain't lit, you just having a moment (pussy)
Going crazy, where the fuck my opponents?
Pussy, frail, and fake make all your components
Fourth quarter, now you niggas is choking
Spot a leak, swear to god bitch we on it
I feel like Diablo (why?)
I'ma fill him with hollows
In Aventador swervin' them potholes
Tryna take everything that you got, hoe
Come out and meet me right outside the spot, hoe
Need you to go and link bro, it's a plot, hoe
When you get in the crib, send the addy
So, we can pull up and just take all his guap, hoe
We gon run in that bitch like, boom, boom, boom
And we ain't gon knock, hoe
Like I'm Savage, I need me a lot, hoe (what?)
Bitch, you know not to fuck with my Vatos
They gon' turn your beloveds to tacos (yeah)
Finna chop 'em up, shout out to Gwapo (yeah)
6'7 they tossing a lob, hoe
Truthfully, I am all what you not, hoe
Feel like Gunna, I made the bitch hot, hoe
Play me, no (what?) hate me, no (what?)
Play me, no (what?) hate me, no
Ruthless when I pull up spittin' like I'm toothless, switch the flow up
Niggas still a nuisance, need to grow up
Ice baguettes on me, make a nigga throw up
Wait, drip check, need to glow up
Wait, misstep, nigga hold up
Wait, Embiid with the floater
Droppin' like 50 every quarter
I'm finna murder him, burden' him, fully discourage him
Cut off his limbs, grill the opp pack, we burnin' em
Niggas always on my dick, I'm concerning them
We ain't friendly, on Big Meechie we hurtin' them
I'm like fuck that, hop up on my dick, Smith and Wesson we gon' bust that
Aim it at his kids, know the demons finna love that
DC off the shits, nigga tell me where the club at
We finna go columbine that bitch, huh, yeah
American Psycho (hi) The Don (what?)
Go ahead, repent your wrongs
Nigga, you takin' too long
Angel Wings, bitch, that's my new Saint Laurent (what?)
Crucifixions, we ain't makin' no songs (what?)
Eternal doom when you fuck with The Don
Pussy, welcome to the Megalodon (bitch)
Big scope on a nigga long range
Got shit in my drip, gold fangs
Shawty known for sucking dick, no name
Human torch, I got the fuckin' propane
Who that knocking at my fuckin' door man?
Fuck it, let the bodies hit the floor then
CJ, where the fuck is the dope man?
EA, pass the ball bitch, I'm open
Catfish, we gon' get to exposin'
Niggas acting tough, we dumpin', DeRozan
Nigga make a little noise think he chosen
You ain't lit, you just having a moment
Going crazy, where the fuck my opponents?
Pussy, frail, and fake make all your components
Fourth quarter, now you niggas is choking
Spot a leak, swear to god bitch we on it
Pow, pow, pow, pow
What?
Huh, yeah, fuck
What, what? Yeah
Aye, big scope on a nigga, long range
Got shit in my drip, gold fangs
Shawty known for sucking dick, no name
Human torch, I got the fuckin' propane
Who that knocking at my fuckin' door man?
Fuck it, let them bodies hit the floor then
CJ, where the fuck is the dope man? (What?)
EA, pass the ball bitch I'm open (fuck)
Catfish, we gon' get to exposin'
Niggas acting tough, we dumpin', DeRozan
Nigga make a little noise, think he chosen
You ain't lit, you just having a moment (pussy)
Going crazy, where the fuck my opponents?
Pussy, frail, and fake make all your components
Fourth quarter, now you niggas is choking
Spot a leak, swear to god bitch we on it
I feel like Diablo (why?)
I'ma fill him with hollows
In Aventador swervin' them potholes
Tryna take everything that you got, hoe
Come out and meet me right outside the spot, hoe
Need you to go and link bro, it's a plot, hoe
When you get in the crib, send the addy
So, we can pull up and just take all his guap, hoe
We gon run in that bitch like, boom, boom, boom
And we ain't gon knock, hoe
Like I'm Savage, I need me a lot, hoe (what?)
Bitch, you know not to fuck with my Vatos
They gon' turn your beloveds to tacos (yeah)
Finna chop 'em up, shout out to Gwapo (yeah)
6'7 they tossing a lob, hoe
Truthfully, I am all what you not, hoe
Feel like Gunna, I made the bitch hot, hoe
Play me, no (what?) hate me, no (what?)
Play me, no (what?) hate me, no
Ruthless when I pull up spittin' like I'm toothless, switch the flow up
Niggas still a nuisance, need to grow up
Ice baguettes on me, make a nigga throw up
Wait, drip check, need to glow up
Wait, misstep, nigga hold up
Wait, Embiid with the floater
Droppin' like 50 every quarter
I'm finna murder him, burden' him, fully discourage him
Cut off his limbs, grill the opp pack, we burnin' em
Niggas always on my dick, I'm concerning them
We ain't friendly, on Big Meechie we hurtin' them
I'm like fuck that, hop up on my dick, Smith and Wesson we gon' bust that
Aim it at his kids, know the demons finna love that
DC off the shits, nigga tell me where the club at
We finna go columbine that bitch, huh, yeah
American Psycho (hi) The Don (what?)
Go ahead, repent your wrongs
Nigga, you takin' too long
Angel Wings, bitch, that's my new Saint Laurent (what?)
Crucifixions, we ain't makin' no songs (what?)
Eternal doom when you fuck with The Don
Pussy, welcome to the Megalodon (bitch)
Big scope on a nigga long range
Got shit in my drip, gold fangs
Shawty known for sucking dick, no name
Human torch, I got the fuckin' propane
Who that knocking at my fuckin' door man?
Fuck it, let the bodies hit the floor then
CJ, where the fuck is the dope man?
EA, pass the ball bitch, I'm open
Catfish, we gon' get to exposin'
Niggas acting tough, we dumpin', DeRozan
Nigga make a little noise think he chosen
You ain't lit, you just having a moment
Going crazy, where the fuck my opponents?
Pussy, frail, and fake make all your components
Fourth quarter, now you niggas is choking
Spot a leak, swear to god bitch we on it
Pow, pow, pow, pow
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Writer(s): Daijon Davis, Brandon Ewer
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