Follow That
I started this Night Bees shit
And this the mutha fuckin thanks I get?
I started this Night Bees shit
And this the mutha fuckin thanks I get?
This that
Wreck it with no apology
Bodied by an anomaly
Eviscerate the competition properly
An oddity
In the midst of a suffering scene
We came to take it apart and FEED
On every piece we leave on the street
Then flee
We been cuttin teeth since 15 them shits clean
Floss on every beat you pip-squeaks can't fix me
Bee trap music in the house, better move now
We the type to tap a keg of Nectar let em zoot out
Neighbors calling cops. They tellin us the screams are too loud
You been gettin paper yeah, that's something we can rule out
Ten million ways to die and we gon pick em all
Put us in the skillet to fry then let it simmer dawg
We ain't on that fake shit
Don't take shit from ain't shit
We just here to ride or die with ones that really paint shit
Rakin dough
Wreckin shows
All my homies, they all know
Sparkin flow
Yeah we go
All the way in, that's fo-sho
How do I follow that?
Hear me then holler back
We a mission to cash out
And never call her back
I don't need to chop to get the room moving
I just kick my shut up into gear
No time for who's-whoin'
Boo-hooin
We been gettin paid since 8th grade
We don't play
That was no mistake, we don't change
We just rage
Gimme anybody and I'll line up, dine em up
We the ones that just can't help it when we fire it up
I swear you'll pay with your life
I already gave mine
It's just a matter of time
Until you eat this knife
And this the mutha fuckin thanks I get?
I started this Night Bees shit
And this the mutha fuckin thanks I get?
This that
Wreck it with no apology
Bodied by an anomaly
Eviscerate the competition properly
An oddity
In the midst of a suffering scene
We came to take it apart and FEED
On every piece we leave on the street
Then flee
We been cuttin teeth since 15 them shits clean
Floss on every beat you pip-squeaks can't fix me
Bee trap music in the house, better move now
We the type to tap a keg of Nectar let em zoot out
Neighbors calling cops. They tellin us the screams are too loud
You been gettin paper yeah, that's something we can rule out
Ten million ways to die and we gon pick em all
Put us in the skillet to fry then let it simmer dawg
We ain't on that fake shit
Don't take shit from ain't shit
We just here to ride or die with ones that really paint shit
Rakin dough
Wreckin shows
All my homies, they all know
Sparkin flow
Yeah we go
All the way in, that's fo-sho
How do I follow that?
Hear me then holler back
We a mission to cash out
And never call her back
I don't need to chop to get the room moving
I just kick my shut up into gear
No time for who's-whoin'
Boo-hooin
We been gettin paid since 8th grade
We don't play
That was no mistake, we don't change
We just rage
Gimme anybody and I'll line up, dine em up
We the ones that just can't help it when we fire it up
I swear you'll pay with your life
I already gave mine
It's just a matter of time
Until you eat this knife
Credits
Writer(s): Chase Mcdonough, Covey Tratchel, Danny Walsted, Shawn Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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