Bulletproof

Hold on, ayy, top of the world, let's go
Up in outer space, like that alien music
Yuh, they talkin' too much, just do it
I'm booted up, I'm goin' stupid
Bulletproof vest, yeah, I'm suited
He fall in love like he got shot by Cupid
I fuck his bitch, then I'm runnin' right through her
He callin' back like he really can't lose her
GLS 600, this is a cruiser
Came back in the game, had a different maneuver
I got the X, I'm finna trip
Money gon' grow like it's a tumor
Can't be stopped, I'm the best, make a song with no producer
And I bet they hear me now I give a speech like Martin Luther

Bitch bow down to my dick, she said that my dick is heaven sent
Why you go by car with no keys but can't pay your rent?
Using a force like my name, Kylo Ren
Fuck a bad bitch in the back of the Benz
I fuck the bitch, she got high with your friends
I can pretend that this shit'll never end
Had a pipe town, gettin' lost, never lost me
Walkin' around want brain, lookin' like a zombie
I be drippin' Gucci, be drippin' Abercrombie
Yo bitch on my dick and she be screaming that she want me
This is a final fantasy like they don't wanna cross me
I be with YB, like that shit is my posse
I asked her to fuck and the bitch said probably
Stand up for my morals, I feel like I'm Gandhi
They tryna be me, they not me
I'ma laugh at you bitches, I'm taunting
What the fuck am I on, gettin' wonky
You like Diddy Kong, bitch, I'm the donkey
MJ, this shit is a thriller OJ, like I didn't kill her
KD, like I hit a swisher SWD, take a shot of the liquor
Chief Keef, can't hold my liquor and nobody can handle me
Rockstar shit, like I toss out a pitcher
That bitch like some glue, she ain't stick like a sticker
They talk on the net and they talkin' on Twitter
If they talk on my name then I'm squeezin' the trigger
I am the best, I don't need to consider, I'll never stop, I can't fuck with a quitter

Ayy, I said you a bitch, you can't give up till the job is done
Pull that SRT off the lot, ain't no mileage on it
We finna pull up and make that shit shake like we goin' to Sonic
Yeah, we smokin' on gas, I got a cough, they told me that that shit is chronic
Ain't that ironic, still finna smoke that shit anyways
Number one pick like the NBA, I'm like Shaq, I jump up, you move out the way
Bad bitch in my line, she tryna fuck I really don't know how to say it
In slow motion, cause of the perks, feels like this shit is in the matrix

Up in outer space, like that alien music
Yuh, they talkin' too much, just do it
I'm booted up, I'm goin' stupid
Bulletproof vest, yeah, I'm suited
He fall in love like he got shot by Cupid
I fuck his bitch, then I'm runnin' right through her
He callin' back like he really can't lose her
GLS 600, this is a cruiser
Came back in the game, had a different maneuver
I got the X, I'm finna trip
Money gon' grow like it's a tumor
Can't be stopped, I'm the best, make a song with no producer
And I bet they hear me now I give a speech like Martin Luther



Credits
Writer(s): Cole Myer
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