Panic at Cluster B

I'm back, hoody clap man living off persadi
Smooths gets smile when I do shit
Childlike en coup, but I move this
Entied out of venom, but never with my fist
Screaming death to triple 6, pulling tricks out the bag
Mad fancy with the facts and backpack too
While I hang back cool, look you in the eyes while I fuck you
And I can see you try to fuck me back
But fucking love that
The fact you could me too
I smile when I see you
You're so fucking see-through, sucker
The whole fucking game play I stay close
Your mind game's blown
I'm a 5 lane open wide fucking with your cross mind
Overriding all sorts of magic that you keep
The tragedy is stepped up in the love that you feed
Freak me, I'ma freak you right back

My life is a trap
And I could ride??? come with me
We could roll deep
Make peace or violence, piece like fuck
Let's be, keep the shit clean
And when this clock stops running
I go silent, I come climbing
You get nothing, motherfucker don't preach

Hey, how you do that, you got me locked
Tripping so deep
We could keep it go climbing
And don't we both breathe
It could push it sometimes
This will make me go weak
Like you know it's alright, right
Lady how you do that thang
And know we can't touch, but you looking so tired
You break your shit bone, but you look at that body

You that bad motherfucker we come hang with
Pretty cloud as fuck, I hate your whole game
Facts off your lips don't meet shit
Say you're so plain fidder with your fits, slip and trips
You that no name, dripping off your hips
See that meek ling, creeping
Running from the sky like the world could expire
Swimming in the sea full of souls that you hide
You're that bad motherfucker, tricking out traps
To get your meat off caught
Looking store, store pain you feed folks
Tripping off the walls like some force canibros
The game play it slower
You just forfeit you little bit, it's a freedom
We don't split the ribs that you feeding
We fin to change the game with the thoughts we keep breathing
Sign for your allegiance, slowly or we side it with your leaders
Slowly or we finding that you cool like that

My life is a trap
And I could ride??? come with me
We could roll deep
Make peace or violence, piece like fuck
Let's be, keep the shit clean
And when this clock stops running
I go silent, I come climbing
You get nothing, motherfucker don't preach



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Writer(s): Nazieg Iseppi, Michael Zietsman
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