ShadeRoom
Diamonds white like Fox News, my FN black like Shade Room
Kill 'em, it's hard not to, one rumble, now your day ruined
Shake like Baby Bottle Pop, I think today I ought to stop
This weapon make 'em mountain climb, my pinky, that's a boulder rock (rock)
Whiskey coke, bitch, hold the rocks, I rock that bitch and shoulder rock
I'm 'bout to grab another house, your boyfriend bought a chain and watch
He really think he 'bout to pop, he really think he 'bout to drop
Bitch, I drop the blade, bitch, fuck a fade, I'm tryna lock a box (box)
Number (N)ine, that's on my jersey, JNL, I know you heard me
Droppin' out the place comprised of overdoses and family murders
Bitch, there's no such thing as purpose
Angels die and devils last forever 'til they close the curtains
What? Yeah, what? What? (Bitch)
Ah (yeah), ah (yeah), ah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah
Ten thousand got 'em disappearin', I rock SESH, what's an Amiri?
Speak on SESH, now I can't spare 'em, push 'em to the edge and spear 'em
Reachin' under the ring for tables, he reached for the kid and vanished
Money low, you lookin' famished, you de-spawn, you sat and plan it
Marathon, we run the planet, 100K, that's just for Vegas
Grabba Leaf, that's for my anger, lethal drink, I sip, don't panic (yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
Grabba Leaf, that's for my anger, lethal drink, I sip, don't panic (what?)
Kill 'em, it's hard not to, one rumble, now your day ruined
Shake like Baby Bottle Pop, I think today I ought to stop
This weapon make 'em mountain climb, my pinky, that's a boulder rock (rock)
Whiskey coke, bitch, hold the rocks, I rock that bitch and shoulder rock
I'm 'bout to grab another house, your boyfriend bought a chain and watch
He really think he 'bout to pop, he really think he 'bout to drop
Bitch, I drop the blade, bitch, fuck a fade, I'm tryna lock a box (box)
Number (N)ine, that's on my jersey, JNL, I know you heard me
Droppin' out the place comprised of overdoses and family murders
Bitch, there's no such thing as purpose
Angels die and devils last forever 'til they close the curtains
What? Yeah, what? What? (Bitch)
Ah (yeah), ah (yeah), ah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah
Ten thousand got 'em disappearin', I rock SESH, what's an Amiri?
Speak on SESH, now I can't spare 'em, push 'em to the edge and spear 'em
Reachin' under the ring for tables, he reached for the kid and vanished
Money low, you lookin' famished, you de-spawn, you sat and plan it
Marathon, we run the planet, 100K, that's just for Vegas
Grabba Leaf, that's for my anger, lethal drink, I sip, don't panic (yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
Grabba Leaf, that's for my anger, lethal drink, I sip, don't panic (what?)
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