Reform Atoms

It's Fully auto, this thing gonna go stupid
I break my chains and go ruthless
He hate his life give him love, bullets Cupid
How you got a strap but you ain't gonna use it, SHOOT IT

You can't Kill me I come back reform atoms
Resurrect from the Styx, bitch I crawled out my chasm
It's all about perception, it's more than phantasms
I don't need no xans the devil can have em
Our paths getting narrow you can not stand next to me
Treat the studio as my kitchen, you know i got recipes
Rest in piece, I've got a trick in my pocket
My pocket rocket it put hollows in yo noggin
I'm trying not to vomit from his brains that I'm moppin
I could try to rehabilitate but I'm never stoppin
Bitch come through deplete your stamina
I told you not to fuck with us
We stand 10 toes and we soldiers, we damage ya
My chop make a movie, flash on like a camera
Bitches on some crazy shit drug you up take what you own
Bro You should've known
That grimy shit laced it up like the shoes on yo toes
I'm in my zone, pull up to his home, cause he ain't leave me alone,

Don't wanna be wrapped up bro fuck a hearse
Rather smoke DMT and Ill leave the earth
Then smoke of that gas cause it calm my nerves
Out late at night slingin bags and I'm whippin curves
All my Homies straight even though that the worlds cursed
I stay on the go that's why I don't like sippin surf
It's cri$t187, get a lot of racks
Spend it all one night just so I can bounce back
I don't gotta let it stack bitch my credit don't max
I keep my bass thumpin like a heart attack

It's Fully auto, this thing gon go stupid
I break my chains and go ruthless
He hate his life give him love, bullets Cupid
How you got a strap but you ain't gonna use it

Give his family flowers bitch bust out your two lips
My brain it devours no peace fuck a teaching Confucius
You calling me demon bitch I guess the shoe fits

I'll show you the meaning if you want the truth

Duck duck noose there's a killer on the loose
Drug induced, chain on my stick like I'm Bruce lee
Loose leaf I'm goin through this paper bitch excuse me
I'm choppin it raw bitch cut it like some
Sushi
Ain't no talkin walk on it I'll make it a doozy
I'll put pressure on that bitch like he sit in Jacuzzis
Feel like I'm lil 2z officer all this gas is prescripted
He think I got to much I don't got a restriction
No I don't got an addiction
Fuck your jurisdiction give you a reason for convictions
If I see them lights kickin on imma whip it
Adrenaline flowing the time go by slowly
And i know that their shotta tryna scope me
But I'm the top shotta I'll do him unholy
Bitch get robbed for your Prada you cannot control me
I Wrapped up his flesh ravioli, I told him
He say that he up now then why he below me
I run with my pack bitch we fucking coyotes



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Writer(s): Joseph Crist
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