Thisisnotaphase (Live)

Do my lil dance on ya homie grave
See you in the streets boy you get paved
Off the psilly, bedroom looking like a rave
She do what I say she don't miss behave

"Humb you've been acting different"
THIS IS NOT A PHASE
Catch your homie outlined at his crib surrounded by tape
You finna get outshined you know I'm surrounded by rays
Trick shot your homie last like my ass in Faze

She let me in the back door
Later that day ask your girl why her back sore
You say I'm corny, she ride me like tractor
You stay asking for shit you shouldn't ask for

I'm rocking street clothes
Up down left right A B cheat codes
She like to suck that girl a mosquito
I'm taking gambles, bitch call me Pete Rose

You making calls, well I got the vetos
Cool head, I go 100-0
Back in my hometown they call me a hero
Talk bout big bills but you've never seen those

Shut the fuck up
I'm smarter than you even though I've got an empty cup
Harder than truth
Imma clean you, you fucking scrub
Pardon the mood, it just seems that I've had enough

(T- oh yeah yeah
You missed it bruh)

She dive in the sheets, yeah, I make her do a pike pike
I eat every beat like a motherfucking Mike and Ike
(DUH DUHDUH DUH DUH)
Use my chopper as a nightlight
Slanging hard shit, getting money, Walter white (tight)

Eyes in the back of my head I got hindsight
Glocky is a dog, bark at me and it'll bite bite

Y-y-y you say shit make sense
But no it doesn't
You stay lacking but I got everything in abundance
Clip ran out of ammo I'm fine if I have to bludgeon
Yet the payrolls large, yeah I got another gunman
(But-but)
Shooting everyone's redundant
Your debts aren't paid next I'm going to your cousin

Blicky in my side leave you frozen, you should let it go
Shoot it at your feet, tap dancing like a metronome
Tap tap t-t-t-t tap
Now you can have her bro
All my boys eat, but for you it's like a famine broke



Credits
Writer(s): Andrei Mugurel Radu, Daniel Lloyd Fleming, Richard Pasin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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