47 Ronin (feat. O-Micheal, Young Gentry & Baby Grady)

Spectrum, we fuck bitches, we get money
And we do other stuff
That's also gangster
Yeah, and we got Joseph in here

Keep a laser gun on my waist, keep talking shit, I'ma lay you to waste
You want the shit, I'ma give you all a taste
You want the smoke then you better stay braced
Drogen and Spartans, bitch, I'm a Martian
Beam your shit up, leave your face on that carton
Trend this shit up in the Tokyo garden
If you wanna be excused, please pass him a pardon
Bitch, I'm a gunner, spear got a switch
Bitch, I'm a hunter, dig you that dish
You going down under
Dap up a bitch like here comes the thunder
Keep it up, but cause I'm broke
Slick on my dick, she might choke
I'm in the pool, I backstroke
Hunt your ass down, I'm Deathstroke

Tell me something, none of these haters can tell me nothing
Watch out Drizzy and Kendrick, cause Spectrum coming
I've been in line for this shit and no one be cutting
Pick up the spike, I free all my brothers
In cougar season, I pick up Grandmother
Spreading my balls in this beat like my butter
In the toaster, I eat it for supper

Getting off the great, I spell get a coke
I'm in a shower of riches, I soak
Presidential speech on that beat, bitch, I spoke
Lay on the ground, Spectrum made you croak

Ay, me and rap is like a samurai
Tony pull up and I like to drive
Putting my heart out until I die
I cook the beats like some chicken fry
Burning this south like I'm Chuck T
Grady don't wipe, he's so crusty
Three and 22 say he rusty
This shit done, now I'm feeling so dusty

Write in the studio, no planning time needed
Jimmy Butler against the Celtics
This person not needed, he getting misleaded
Getting money from birth, their condition untreated
Got cultural influence, I go undefeated
Got two billboards, hits me one more on three pings
Got fans that I'm meeting, got kids that I'm beating
Ain't beating my meat legacy, I be leaving

Look at the world, all fucking broken
Wanna make a new one like J.R.R. Tolken
Past time I jeans, now I got Dolkin
Me and Gus, like the 47 Ronin
Homer Simpson, cuz I'm drank on duff
Put that gold straight on my cuff
Better hide, cause I've had enough
Shining diamond, cause I'm in the rough



Credits
Writer(s): Arun Kumar, Asa Gentry, Emlin Skuldt-evans, Grady Sorensen, Gus Swanson, Joseph Jaeckle, Owen Ellington, Sam Deterling
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