Vacant
Is that Shoki on the beat?
Hellsing
JORDY
Woo
Got the drop on everyone at any time (Okay)
Pull up, draw the shit, and I will cross a line (Okay)
They can show me anything, and I'll make it mine (Okay)
You can't combat me, it's past your beddy time (Hah)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Y'all be disrespectful, but never in person (Okay)
Livin' at your momma's house, y'all truly worthless (What?)
On the internet, you think y'all boys is perfect (Huh?)
Shooter ain't got no name, he just pull up hurtin' (Wait)
Catchin' bodies, just to show him what I'm about (Okay)
When it's goin' up, I make this shit go South (Okay)
She might catch a stray bullet, she on the couch (Okay)
No apologies, we gon' spark it out, yeah
.45 on me, ain't gon' talk it out, yeah
You can plot on me all day, ain't gon catch me out (Okay)
Anywhere I am safe, you can't scope me out (Okay)
.45 on me, you think we gon' talk it out?
Got the drop on everyone at any time (Okay)
Pull up, draw the shit, and I will cross a line (Okay)
They can show me anything, and I'll make it mine (Okay)
You can't combat me, it's past your beddy time (Hah)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
(Ewok, ewok)
Got my gun on me, match it with my outfit (Splash, splash)
Rather get caught with it
Than get caught without it (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
Them niggas caught me lackin', shit, I pop my brain (No-no)
Them niggas caught me lackin', they ain't got no aim (No-no)
See me up in traffic with my watch and chain (Splash, splash)
Bitch, we got them sticks like a hockey game (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
I got shooters on my left, shooters on my right
Rugers on my left, Rugers on my right
Got the drop on everyone at any time (Okay)
Pull up, draw the shit, and I will cross a line (Okay)
They can show me anything, and I'll make it mine (Okay)
You can't combat me, it's past your beddy time (Hah)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
How the fuck you dyin' with it?
How the fuck you-
How the fuck you dyin' with it?
How the fuck you dyin' with it?
How the fuck you dyin' with it?
Hellsing
JORDY
Woo
Got the drop on everyone at any time (Okay)
Pull up, draw the shit, and I will cross a line (Okay)
They can show me anything, and I'll make it mine (Okay)
You can't combat me, it's past your beddy time (Hah)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Y'all be disrespectful, but never in person (Okay)
Livin' at your momma's house, y'all truly worthless (What?)
On the internet, you think y'all boys is perfect (Huh?)
Shooter ain't got no name, he just pull up hurtin' (Wait)
Catchin' bodies, just to show him what I'm about (Okay)
When it's goin' up, I make this shit go South (Okay)
She might catch a stray bullet, she on the couch (Okay)
No apologies, we gon' spark it out, yeah
.45 on me, ain't gon' talk it out, yeah
You can plot on me all day, ain't gon catch me out (Okay)
Anywhere I am safe, you can't scope me out (Okay)
.45 on me, you think we gon' talk it out?
Got the drop on everyone at any time (Okay)
Pull up, draw the shit, and I will cross a line (Okay)
They can show me anything, and I'll make it mine (Okay)
You can't combat me, it's past your beddy time (Hah)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
(Ewok, ewok)
Got my gun on me, match it with my outfit (Splash, splash)
Rather get caught with it
Than get caught without it (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
Them niggas caught me lackin', shit, I pop my brain (No-no)
Them niggas caught me lackin', they ain't got no aim (No-no)
See me up in traffic with my watch and chain (Splash, splash)
Bitch, we got them sticks like a hockey game (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
I got shooters on my left, shooters on my right
Rugers on my left, Rugers on my right
Got the drop on everyone at any time (Okay)
Pull up, draw the shit, and I will cross a line (Okay)
They can show me anything, and I'll make it mine (Okay)
You can't combat me, it's past your beddy time (Hah)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
Gun up, how the fuck you dyin' with it? (What?)
How the fuck you dyin' with it?
How the fuck you-
How the fuck you dyin' with it?
How the fuck you dyin' with it?
How the fuck you dyin' with it?
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Johnson, Vinicius Sosa, Junius Rogers, David Pointer, Ian Zoric
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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